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 Antigua and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Patti Smith to the crunk 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Das Ding,
James White and The Blacks,
Funky Four + One,
Sugar Minott,
Electric Prunes,
The Saints,
Glenn Branca,
Slave,
Essential Logic,
The Cowsills,
Thompson Twins,
Pantytec,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wings,
The Electric Prunes,
Tom Boy,
The Moody Blues,
The Buckinghams,
Lightning Bolt,
Negative Approach,
The Vogues,
Oblivians,
L. Decosne,
Bronski Beat,
Radio Birdman,
The Trojans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Section 25,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Metal Thangz,
Royal Trux,
Nik Kershaw,
Connie Case,
Cameo,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed,
Can,
Tubeway Army,
Jawbox,
Smog,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Maurizio,
Mark Hollis,
Henry Cow,
Eric Copeland,
The Angels of Light,
Rotary Connection,
H. Thieme,
the Association,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rekid,
Radiohead,
Al Stewart,
the Fania All-Stars,
Magma,
Subhumans,
Accadde A,
Arcadia,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angry Samoans,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.