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 Somalia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bauhaus to the techno 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy Collins,
Average White Band,
Cameo,
Lou Christie,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Blake Baxter,
Schoolly D,
La Düsseldorf,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fugs,
The Kinks,
The Pop Group,
Negative Approach,
Brand Nubian,
The Gories,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Martian,
Maurizio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bobby Womack,
The Wake,
Drexciya,
ABC,
World's Most,
Sam Rivers,
The Angels of Light,
Niagra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Alphaville,
Bob Dylan,
Letta Mbulu,
Desert Stars,
Colin Newman,
Blancmange,
Q65,
Don Cherry,
Alison Limerick,
The Last Poets,
Bobby Sherman,
Marc Almond,
A Certain Ratio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gabor Szabo,
L. Decosne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masters at Work,
Lightning Bolt,
Marvin Gaye,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Guru Guru,
kango's stein massive,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Moby Grape,
Main Source,
Yaz,
The Cramps,
The Trojans,
The Sonics,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.