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 Costa Rica and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Saccharine Trust to the grunge 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Unwound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeff Mills,
Zero Boys,
The Tremeloes,
Althea and Donna,
Rapeman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
L. Decosne,
Franke,
Toni Rubio,
Yusef Lateef,
Young Marble Giants,
Aaron Thompson,
Tears for Fears,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crooked Eye,
Fluxion,
Panda Bear,
T.S.O.L.,
Essential Logic,
Ten City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gories,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The United States of America,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Foxx,
Model 500,
The New Christs,
The Evens,
The Neon Judgement,
Kerri Chandler,
Harpers Bizarre,
These Immortal Souls,
Anakelly,
Surgeon,
the Germs,
Visage,
Matthew Bourne,
The Wake,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tres Demented,
DJ Style,
Gong,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skaos,
Susan Cadogan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.