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 China and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Visage to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Jandek,
Model 500,
Faust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mars,
AZ,
In Retrospect,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sonic Youth,
Bronski Beat,
Suicide,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rakim,
Camberwell Now,
Mantronix,
Lalann,
Morten Harket,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Misunderstood,
Brick,
Eric Dolphy,
Connie Case,
Second Layer,
The Dirtbombs,
Arcadia,
Lou Christie,
Cecil Taylor,
Cheater Slicks,
Idris Muhammad,
Kevin Saunderson,
Michelle Simonal,
The Motions,
Delta 5,
Fat Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Hill,
Negative Approach,
L. Decosne,
Q and Not U,
Bobby Sherman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stereo Dub,
Brothers Johnson,
Todd Rundgren,
June Days,
The Neon Judgement,
Lakeside,
Motorama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pagans,
Subhumans,
Bob Dylan,
Barrington Levy,
Magazine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nico,
The Modern Lovers,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.