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 Samoa and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Toni Rubio to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
The Wake,
OOIOO,
Country Teasers,
The Doors,
Yazoo,
R.M.O.,
Anakelly,
Scion,
Hot Snakes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gastr Del Sol,
Schoolly D,
Harry Pussy,
Mr. Review,
Pere Ubu,
Marc Almond,
Nas,
In Retrospect,
Japan,
Mad Mike,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scientists,
Todd Rundgren,
The Selecter,
Pole,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Görl,
Colin Newman,
Bill Near,
Brothers Johnson,
Warren Ellis,
The Blackbyrds,
Al Stewart,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sugar Minott,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Youth Brigade,
ABC,
Au Pairs,
Lindisfarne,
Amon Düül,
The Cramps,
Silicon Teens,
Sandy B,
Steve Hackett,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moss Icon,
Von Mondo,
Urselle,
Spoonie Gee,
Rekid,
Stereo Dub,
Freddie Wadling,
The Slits,
Wolf Eyes,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.