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 Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Massinfluence to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Danielle Patucci,
Das Ding,
The Music Machine,
Pagans,
Cameo,
Brand Nubian,
Clear Light,
Josef K,
Idris Muhammad,
T. Rex,
Gabor Szabo,
The Doors,
The Fall,
L. Decosne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sarah Menescal,
Dorothy Ashby,
CMW,
The Seeds,
Aural Exciters,
Wings,
The American Breed,
Reagan Youth,
Q and Not U,
Subhumans,
the Germs,
Bluetip,
Eden Ahbez,
Jawbox,
Warren Ellis,
JFA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Babytalk,
Lakeside,
Gerry Rafferty,
MDC,
Television Personalities,
Eddi Front,
Negative Approach,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Al Stewart,
Echospace,
Mars,
Lalann,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Birthday Party,
The Residents,
the Association,
Bush Tetras,
Susan Cadogan,
Nas,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roxette,
Can,
Junior Murvin,
The Happenings,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.