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 Russia and from Tokyo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Wolf Eyes to the techno 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
the Swans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fad Gadget,
Negative Approach,
Althea and Donna,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tom Boy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Janne Schatter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wasted Youth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
R.M.O.,
Gang Green,
Unrelated Segments,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fatback Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Von Mondo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Zero Boys,
Sarah Menescal,
Franke,
Sixth Finger,
kango's stein massive,
The Fall,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiohead,
The Skatalites,
Visage,
A Certain Ratio,
Robert Görl,
Stetsasonic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Echospace,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moby Grape,
Tres Demented,
The Five Americans,
Magma,
Nick Fraelich,
The Offenders,
Roger Hodgson,
Popol Vuh,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sam Rivers,
Mark Hollis,
the Sonics,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Morten Harket,
Joy Division,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maleditus Sound,
Deadbeat,
Easy Going,
Boredoms,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.