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 Benin and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Amazonics to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Moebius,
Fad Gadget,
Babytalk,
Deadbeat,
E-Dancer,
Ludus,
Drexciya,
Steve Hackett,
Barrington Levy,
New Age Steppers,
Thee Headcoats,
Mantronix,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aural Exciters,
The Invisible,
Jerry's Kids,
Sam Rivers,
Amon Düül,
EPMD,
Wolf Eyes,
Marvin Gaye,
Siglo XX,
Sixth Finger,
Television Personalities,
Bob Dylan,
Sugar Minott,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The New Christs,
Black Pus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wally Richardson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tubeway Army,
Delta 5,
Skriet,
Throbbing Gristle,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
Todd Rundgren,
Fela Kuti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scratch Acid,
Interpol,
Moby Grape,
KRS-One,
Funky Four + One,
Audionom,
ABBA,
Scientists,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kerri Chandler,
The Seeds,
Amon Düül II,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aaron Thompson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stiv Bators,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.