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 Mozambique and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Symarip to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Godley & Creme,
Essential Logic,
Andrew Hill,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lucky Dragons,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Idris Muhammad,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Standells,
Dawn Penn,
Clear Light,
Altered Images,
John Foxx,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Zero Boys,
Nik Kershaw,
The Slits,
the Normal,
Unwound,
Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dead C,
These Immortal Souls,
Kurtis Blow,
Chrome,
the Association,
Darondo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Litter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rufus Thomas,
Derrick May,
Jandek,
Dual Sessions,
Popol Vuh,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grey Daturas,
The Invisible,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Offenders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Monochrome Set,
David McCallum,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Barry Ungar,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vladislav Delay,
Erasure,
Moby Grape,
The Remains,
The Names,
Robert Wyatt,
The Zeros,
Fatback Band,
Agitation Free,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fluxion,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.