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 South Africa and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the electroclash 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Severed Heads,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liliput,
The Cure,
Television,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mandrill,
Camberwell Now,
Parry Music,
Franke,
Max Romeo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Popol Vuh,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Little Man,
The Victims,
Drive Like Jehu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Schoolly D,
The Dead C,
Underground Resistance,
The Martian,
Susan Cadogan,
Cymande,
The Neon Judgement,
Boredoms,
Bad Manners,
the Bar-Kays,
Sonic Youth,
The Gladiators,
Skriet,
Fad Gadget,
Rites of Spring,
The Kinks,
Amazonics,
Spandau Ballet,
Depeche Mode,
Echospace,
Ten City,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Residents,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alphaville,
Stiv Bators,
New York Dolls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Judy Mowatt,
The Fire Engines,
Cameo,
Chris Corsano,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
CMW,
ABBA,
Aaron Thompson,
Silicon Teens,
Kenny Larkin,
Excepter,
The Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang of Four,
Eden Ahbez,
Vladislav Delay,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.