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 Kyrgyzstan and from London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Supertramp to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Ultravox,
Marine Girls,
Tears for Fears,
Underground Resistance,
Warsaw,
Dark Day,
Amon Düül II,
Letta Mbulu,
The Count Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bang On A Can,
Deakin,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Holt,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Young Rascals,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nils Olav,
Kerri Chandler,
Echospace,
MDC,
The Neon Judgement,
Flash Fearless,
Marc Almond,
Kas Product,
The Cramps,
Kenny Larkin,
10cc,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Amon Düül,
Bronski Beat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stiv Bators,
cv313,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bill Near,
Slick Rick,
Joyce Sims,
The Cowsills,
June of 44,
Rapeman,
Reuben Wilson,
Nico,
Sun Ra,
Roxy Music,
Joy Division,
Peter & Gordon,
Average White Band,
ABBA,
Altered Images,
Country Teasers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funkadelic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.