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 Netherlands and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Rosa Yemen to the dance 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lee Hazlewood,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Alarm Clocks,
a-ha,
Drexciya,
the Germs,
Chrome,
LL Cool J,
Shuggie Otis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mo-Dettes,
Cheater Slicks,
FM Einheit,
Donald Byrd,
The Blackbyrds,
The Red Krayola,
Hasil Adkins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Toni Rubio,
The Cramps,
Arthur Verocai,
Shoche,
Malaria!,
Swell Maps,
Rakim,
Amon Düül II,
Youth Brigade,
Los Fastidios,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Sheep,
Donny Hathaway,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
ABBA,
X-Ray Spex,
David Axelrod,
The Beau Brummels,
Deadbeat,
Barbara Tucker,
Wasted Youth,
Von Mondo,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Pus,
Jeru the Damaja,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
Simply Red,
Monks,
Moebius,
Rotary Connection,
Visage,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Panda Bear,
Sex Pistols,
Popol Vuh,
Sam Rivers,
Bob Dylan,
The Doors,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.