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 Sri Lanka and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
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 snare 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 Barrington Levy 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Qualms,
Roxette,
Frankie Knuckles,
Peter and Kerry,
Black Pus,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bluetip,
Max Romeo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Man Parrish,
kango's stein massive,
Yusef Lateef,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jawbox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cameo,
Icehouse,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
David McCallum,
The Golliwogs,
Unwound,
Jandek,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Parry Music,
Amon Düül,
Reagan Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
Half Japanese,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fluxion,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fugs,
Lungfish,
Section 25,
The Slits,
Japan,
L. Decosne,
David Axelrod,
Royal Trux,
Tom Boy,
the Human League,
The Slackers,
Au Pairs,
Ten City,
The Shadows of Knight,
Steve Hackett,
Inner City,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter & Gordon,
Magazine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
Sister Nancy,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Vogues,
Radio Birdman,
Albert Ayler,
The Happenings,
Television,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.