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 Liechtenstein and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes 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 The Fugs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
The Angels of Light,
R.M.O.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxy Music,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Byrd,
Simply Red,
Amon Düül,
Loose Ends,
Yazoo,
The Associates,
The Cure,
Altered Images,
Todd Terry,
Siglo XX,
Stiv Bators,
Heaven 17,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harry Pussy,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun Ra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lungfish,
Dual Sessions,
Kerrie Biddell,
B.T. Express,
Harmonia,
Cecil Taylor,
Das Ding,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shoche,
Public Enemy,
KRS-One,
Davy DMX,
Vainqueur,
These Immortal Souls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantaleimon,
Popol Vuh,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythm & Sound,
Guru Guru,
Nirvana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
K-Klass,
Minutemen,
Thee Headcoats,
Gang Green,
The Dead C,
Alphaville,
Deadbeat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Delta 5,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ten City,
Royal Trux,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
MC5,
The Skatalites,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.