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 Spain and from Spokane.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Robert Görl to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
The Five Americans,
Monolake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scion,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Au Pairs,
New Age Steppers,
Marine Girls,
Depeche Mode,
The Move,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
Agitation Free,
Albert Ayler,
Bang On A Can,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wings,
Sparks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flipper,
Arcadia,
Tom Boy,
Monks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pagans,
The Black Dice,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Junior Murvin,
Vladislav Delay,
The Vogues,
L. Decosne,
Boredoms,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ohio Players,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eden Ahbez,
The Buckinghams,
the Germs,
Toni Rubio,
Bronski Beat,
Tres Demented,
Crime,
Bush Tetras,
the Sonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Desert Stars,
FM Einheit,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Absolute Body Control,
Danielle Patucci,
the Bar-Kays,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Drive Like Jehu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sarah Menescal,
China Crisis,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.