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 Vanuatu and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chrome to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Junior Murvin,
Kayak,
The Moleskins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Angels of Light,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Black Pus,
Rakim,
Pierre Henry,
Aaron Thompson,
The Move,
Camouflage,
EPMD,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Niagra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cure,
Soul Sonic Force,
Section 25,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Qualms,
CMW,
Popol Vuh,
Aswad,
Thompson Twins,
Lakeside,
Idris Muhammad,
World's Most,
New Age Steppers,
Rod Modell,
Lower 48,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Tremeloes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sarah Menescal,
Massinfluence,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
PIL,
Blancmange,
Letta Mbulu,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rapeman,
Jawbox,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rosa Yemen,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ronan,
Amazonics,
Man Parrish,
Hoover,
The Human League,
Bill Wells,
New Order,
48th St. Collective,
Babytalk,
Icehouse,
Panda Bear,
Bauhaus,
Porter Ricks,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.