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 Liberia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum 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 Joe Finger to the rap 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Sun Ra,
DNA,
Nick Fraelich,
Scan 7,
PIL,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The United States of America,
Funkadelic,
The Blackbyrds,
Fugazi,
Kurtis Blow,
Aloha Tigers,
Mark Hollis,
Easy Going,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Holt,
Stiv Bators,
Audionom,
Jawbox,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moby Grape,
Piero Umiliani,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deadbeat,
Michelle Simonal,
The Star Department,
Interpol,
Alphaville,
Rapeman,
Intrusion,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Lydon,
Television,
Man Parrish,
L. Decosne,
Kerri Chandler,
Section 25,
Guru Guru,
Don Cherry,
Lower 48,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
ABBA,
Japan,
Peter and Kerry,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Real Kids,
Yazoo,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Josef K,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Negative Approach,
Absolute Body Control,
Ice-T,
Cal Tjader,
Animal Collective,
Crooked Eye,
Blancmange,
The Fuzztones,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.