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 Greece and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator 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 Marc Almond to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young,
Joyce Sims,
Marcia Griffiths,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nils Olav,
Mission of Burma,
OOIOO,
Swell Maps,
Black Sheep,
Parry Music,
Bush Tetras,
Groovy Waters,
Alphaville,
Lalann,
Thompson Twins,
Rites of Spring,
the Soft Cell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Panda Bear,
The Divine Comedy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
F. McDonald,
Buzzcocks,
The Star Department,
The Black Dice,
Eve St. Jones,
The Motions,
Godley & Creme,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marc Almond,
The J.B.'s,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Youth Brigade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Morten Harket,
La Düsseldorf,
Moss Icon,
Index,
Mandrill,
The Smoke,
DNA,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Bananas,
Drexciya,
Black Pus,
Quantec,
The Fortunes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Second Layer,
CMW,
The Wake,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amon Düül II,
Ponytail,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.