Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from East Timor and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Symarip to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
John Cale,
Peter and Kerry,
Shoche,
Isaac Hayes,
Oblivians,
Soul II Soul,
the Slits,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Association,
The Trojans,
Barbara Tucker,
Rufus Thomas,
Danielle Patucci,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gun Club,
The Litter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mars,
Bootsy Collins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Last Poets,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacques Brel,
Masters at Work,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pagans,
Sandy B,
The J.B.'s,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Music Machine,
Porter Ricks,
Sam Rivers,
The Raincoats,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Excepter,
The Searchers,
Bobby Byrd,
Deadbeat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maurizio,
Warsaw,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gichy Dan,
Roxy Music,
Urselle,
Con Funk Shun,
Electric Prunes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grey Daturas,
Pylon,
Pulsallama,
Scion,
Quando Quango,
Mo-Dettes,
X-102,
Massinfluence,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sällskapet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.