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 Honduras and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roxy Music,
Basic Channel,
Matthew Halsall,
Oneida,
In Retrospect,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Morten Harket,
Pierre Henry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Porter Ricks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tim Buckley,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Newcleus,
Scientists,
Tommy Roe,
Aloha Tigers,
Model 500,
The Cramps,
The Music Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mission of Burma,
The Stooges,
Peter and Kerry,
June Days,
FM Einheit,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Japan,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Invisible,
MC5,
One Last Wish,
David McCallum,
Monks,
ABBA,
Pagans,
the Slits,
Pylon,
World's Most,
Essential Logic,
Byron Stingily,
The Leaves,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Evens,
Sixth Finger,
The Searchers,
Sun City Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
Susan Cadogan,
AZ,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Max Romeo,
Nils Olav,
Aural Exciters,
Agent Orange,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.