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 Sweden and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar 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 Swans to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang Green,
Gabor Szabo,
Josef K,
Flash Fearless,
Ituana,
Anthony Braxton,
The Five Americans,
The Trojans,
Arab on Radar,
Maurizio,
Lou Reed,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Clear Light,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Residents,
Chrome,
Neil Young,
Chris Corsano,
The Real Kids,
Colin Newman,
The Count Five,
Parry Music,
The Dead C,
Blake Baxter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sugar Minott,
The Velvet Underground,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
Talk Talk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ronnie Foster,
Oblivians,
Bobby Sherman,
Silicon Teens,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Country Teasers,
The Busters,
Icehouse,
Black Sheep,
Jacob Miller,
Subhumans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Martian,
Prince Buster,
Sun City Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun Ra,
Symarip,
Little Man,
The Golliwogs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Graham Central Station,
Archie Shepp,
Guru Guru,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.