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 Lithuania and from New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the electroclash 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Lydon,
Derrick Morgan,
Ken Boothe,
Alice Coltrane,
Sex Pistols,
Prince Buster,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Tremeloes,
Brass Construction,
The Saints,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Radio Birdman,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marine Girls,
Little Man,
The Fall,
The Sound,
The Count Five,
Lindisfarne,
the Association,
the Normal,
Lou Reed,
Monolake,
Susan Cadogan,
The Blackbyrds,
Agitation Free,
Second Layer,
Morten Harket,
Trumans Water,
The Gun Club,
Von Mondo,
Los Fastidios,
Rod Modell,
Ten City,
Theoretical Girls,
Alphaville,
Sun City Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Avey Tare,
Ultimate Spinach,
Unwound,
Aural Exciters,
Pantaleimon,
The Kinks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
These Immortal Souls,
Minny Pops,
Angry Samoans,
The Martian,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
Funkadelic,
Isaac Hayes,
The Monochrome Set,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.