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 Italy and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Interpol to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Seeds,
Newcleus,
Vladislav Delay,
Franke,
Rites of Spring,
David Bowie,
Soul II Soul,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
E-Dancer,
Barry Ungar,
Lungfish,
The Gories,
Derrick Morgan,
Groovy Waters,
Connie Case,
The Real Kids,
The Moody Blues,
Das Ding,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Human League,
the Sonics,
Roxette,
Jeff Mills,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Mojo Men,
Brick,
The Smiths,
The Knickerbockers,
Model 500,
Kenny Larkin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Swell Maps,
Harmonia,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
New York Dolls,
Warsaw,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Starr,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anakelly,
Q65,
Average White Band,
The Remains,
The Vogues,
The Stooges,
Marmalade,
Blake Baxter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eden Ahbez,
Alison Limerick,
Marvin Gaye,
Tropical Tobacco,
Flash Fearless,
The Wake,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.