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 Venezuela and from Cairo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ten City to the rock 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
David Bowie,
Judy Mowatt,
Drexciya,
Tubeway Army,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kas Product,
Sugar Minott,
Hoover,
Roger Hodgson,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sandy B,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Saccharine Trust,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Janne Schatter,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter and Kerry,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gun Club,
Sam Rivers,
Joey Negro,
Slave,
Soft Machine,
Nils Olav,
Sister Nancy,
Banda Bassotti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lalo Schifrin,
Inner City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Modern Lovers,
Terrestrial Tones,
June of 44,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mantronix,
Scientists,
Todd Terry,
Excepter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Agent Orange,
The Stooges,
Roxy Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Glenn Branca,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Accadde A,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris Corsano,
Leonard Cohen,
Surgeon,
The Fuzztones,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.