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 Grenada and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Audionom 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Moleskins,
Dual Sessions,
The Tremeloes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Slave,
Spoonie Gee,
Wolf Eyes,
Wire,
Aural Exciters,
John Holt,
Excepter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Real Kids,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Arab on Radar,
Sandy B,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
China Crisis,
Fat Boys,
MC5,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Techniques,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scrapy,
Country Teasers,
Bronski Beat,
Minny Pops,
Lou Christie,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mars,
Sister Nancy,
Dennis Brown,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
OOIOO,
Audionom,
Janne Schatter,
Can,
Dave Gahan,
Ornette Coleman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soul II Soul,
Minnie Riperton,
Morten Harket,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stetsasonic,
The Dead C,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nick Fraelich,
Aaron Thompson,
Glenn Branca,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Masters at Work,
Deadbeat,
Pagans,
The Music Machine,
Lou Reed,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.