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 Kenya and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Radiohead to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Eddi Front,
Roger Hodgson,
The Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Seeds,
Sun City Girls,
Tomorrow,
Das Ding,
The Dave Clark Five,
Underground Resistance,
Excepter,
Boredoms,
Blossom Toes,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Vogues,
Joy Division,
Isaac Hayes,
Warsaw,
Morten Harket,
The Star Department,
Amon Düül II,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Procol Harum,
Interpol,
Max Romeo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sugar Minott,
Icehouse,
The Litter,
Joe Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stereo Dub,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
David Axelrod,
Idris Muhammad,
Goldenarms,
Gang Green,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Sound Behaviour,
Livin' Joy,
Adolescents,
In Retrospect,
The Birthday Party,
Robert Görl,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Kinks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Youth Brigade,
Lee Hazlewood,
Funkadelic,
Pierre Henry,
Malaria!,
Subhumans,
Wasted Youth,
Lakeside,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.