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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Section 25 to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
The Young Rascals,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tim Buckley,
Procol Harum,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Khruangbin,
Nirvana,
Nik Kershaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Hood,
Brass Construction,
Simply Red,
Jacques Brel,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alice Coltrane,
The Evens,
The Red Krayola,
Gregory Isaacs,
Reuben Wilson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barclay James Harvest,
In Retrospect,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Sherman,
The Dave Clark Five,
JFA,
Joey Negro,
Rufus Thomas,
Heaven 17,
The Divine Comedy,
Anakelly,
Animal Collective,
The Mojo Men,
B.T. Express,
Marc Almond,
Quantec,
The Motions,
The American Breed,
Nico,
Gang Green,
Rotary Connection,
Supertramp,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roxette,
Buzzcocks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ten City,
Patti Smith,
Amon Düül,
OOIOO,
Drive Like Jehu,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.