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 Malaysia and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lebanon Hanover to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Warren Ellis,
Mad Mike,
Bronski Beat,
Siglo XX,
Youth Brigade,
Radio Birdman,
Guru Guru,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
John Coltrane,
X-Ray Spex,
Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Mojo Men,
Zero Boys,
The Fugs,
Yusef Lateef,
Unwound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Music Machine,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scratch Acid,
Reuben Wilson,
Nick Fraelich,
Ponytail,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Tremeloes,
Nirvana,
Lakeside,
JFA,
Danielle Patucci,
Archie Shepp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Star Department,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Theoretical Girls,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Young Rascals,
Country Teasers,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fuzztones,
Trumans Water,
Gong,
Hot Snakes,
Blancmange,
the Human League,
Tim Buckley,
Amazonics,
The Pop Group,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker,
Smog,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Television Personalities,
Scientists,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.