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 Cyprus and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
China Crisis,
Soul II Soul,
Anakelly,
Suburban Knight,
Goldenarms,
Peter & Gordon,
The Birthday Party,
the Bar-Kays,
Public Image Ltd.,
Liliput,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Inner City,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Albert Ayler,
Crooked Eye,
Essential Logic,
The Cure,
The Doobie Brothers,
Second Layer,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bluetip,
Talk Talk,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Cale,
The Standells,
Minutemen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rufus Thomas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flamin' Groovies,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Mills,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Subhumans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Barracudas,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Can,
In Retrospect,
Zapp,
Black Moon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barrington Levy,
Minny Pops,
Monolake,
Scion,
Wasted Youth,
Cameo,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eli Mardock,
The Star Department,
Gabor Szabo,
John Coltrane,
The Durutti Column,
Skaos,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.