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 Kosovo 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Johnny Clarke to the disco 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Barbara Tucker,
Groovy Waters,
Johnny Clarke,
Simply Red,
Sun City Girls,
Sällskapet,
Negative Approach,
The Associates,
The Moody Blues,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground,
Joensuu 1685,
Junior Murvin,
The Raincoats,
Sound Behaviour,
Pantytec,
Ultravox,
Boz Scaggs,
The Buckinghams,
Dawn Penn,
The Selecter,
48th St. Collective,
The Seeds,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Green,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick Morgan,
Livin' Joy,
Big Daddy Kane,
X-102,
Bauhaus,
Graham Central Station,
Drexciya,
Chris Corsano,
Flash Fearless,
Unrelated Segments,
Rotary Connection,
Amazonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Erasure,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soulsonic Force,
The Sound,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Boredoms,
Quando Quango,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Skarface,
Theoretical Girls,
Wasted Youth,
The Smoke,
Moebius,
The Trojans,
Lakeside,
Lindisfarne,
Cheater Slicks,
The Motions,
New York Dolls,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.