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 Bhutan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tom Boy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Dave Clark Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boredoms,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jandek,
Dual Sessions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Idris Muhammad,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Liliput,
Peter and Kerry,
Tubeway Army,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
A Certain Ratio,
Juan Atkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skarface,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moss Icon,
Organ,
Wally Richardson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Offenders,
Supertramp,
Cluster,
Traffic Nightmare,
AZ,
Flash Fearless,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Pus,
Iggy Pop,
Television Personalities,
Young Marble Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Motions,
Faust,
Eric Dolphy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Absolute Body Control,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Simply Red,
Visage,
Procol Harum,
Con Funk Shun,
The Sonics,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Don Cherry,
T.S.O.L.,
Kenny Larkin,
CMW,
Flipper,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terry Callier,
Bob Dylan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.