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 Monaco and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Cluster to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
Jawbox,
The Beau Brummels,
Kaleidoscope,
Ronnie Foster,
The Moleskins,
New Age Steppers,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kenny Larkin,
Rufus Thomas,
Carl Craig,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young,
Anakelly,
Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swans,
Pagans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Intrusion,
Faust,
The Zeros,
Pharoah Sanders,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Alarm Clocks,
Simply Red,
The Angels of Light,
Flash Fearless,
Jimmy McGriff,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moody Blues,
Sixth Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Knickerbockers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New Order,
Kerri Chandler,
June Days,
Deadbeat,
Dark Day,
Theoretical Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Alton Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cluster,
Wire,
Oneida,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Saints,
Harmonia,
the Fania All-Stars,
Byron Stingily,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.