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 Sweden and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Grandmaster Flash to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Ponytail,
Unwound,
Gang Gang Dance,
Adolescents,
Schoolly D,
OOIOO,
Amon Düül,
Rotary Connection,
The Skatalites,
Average White Band,
The Trojans,
The Searchers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lakeside,
The Litter,
E-Dancer,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Agent Orange,
Soul II Soul,
Silicon Teens,
Fluxion,
John Foxx,
Moebius,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dave Gahan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sam Rivers,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mummies,
Flipper,
The Victims,
Y Pants,
Anthony Braxton,
Susan Cadogan,
The Grass Roots,
Mo-Dettes,
Eden Ahbez,
Inner City,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed,
Franke,
Don Cherry,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fugs,
The Evens,
Pere Ubu,
Aloha Tigers,
Pylon,
T. Rex,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Raincoats,
Swell Maps,
Bill Near,
Groovy Waters,
The Fortunes,
Scientists,
Das Ding,
The Cure,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.