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 Angola and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Agitation Free to the disco 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
The Skatalites,
Deepchord,
EPMD,
Lindisfarne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joe Finger,
Black Moon,
Talk Talk,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Wyatt,
Sarah Menescal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gang of Four,
Bobby Sherman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Althea and Donna,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crooked Eye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Unwound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
10cc,
Television,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Flag,
Severed Heads,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
X-102,
Whodini,
Terry Callier,
Intrusion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
CMW,
Hoover,
Cybotron,
Bill Near,
Jeff Lynne,
Kenny Larkin,
Chris Corsano,
John Foxx,
Alphaville,
Hasil Adkins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Young Rascals,
John Cale,
Matthew Bourne,
E-Dancer,
The Cramps,
Ohio Players,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brand Nubian,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Christie,
cv313,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.