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 Gabon and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ 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 Grandmaster Flash to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Warren Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
The Monks,
Wolf Eyes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Archie Shepp,
Ohio Players,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Golliwogs,
The Evens,
The Grass Roots,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
cv313,
Chris Corsano,
Cameo,
The Fire Engines,
The Vogues,
Groovy Waters,
Reagan Youth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Johnny Clarke,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Finger,
Ice-T,
The Selecter,
Audionom,
Essential Logic,
Bootsy Collins,
Derrick May,
A Certain Ratio,
Aloha Tigers,
Fat Boys,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
The Fuzztones,
Section 25,
Mantronix,
The Saints,
The Searchers,
The Walker Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Lower 48,
China Crisis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Standells,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Slits,
KRS-One,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scott Walker,
Aswad,
The United States of America,
Grauzone,
Amon Düül II,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.