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 Ghana 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord 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 The New Christs to the jazz 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Kas Product,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Index,
Gastr Del Sol,
Piero Umiliani,
Aloha Tigers,
Kerri Chandler,
The Victims,
Moss Icon,
Underground Resistance,
World's Most,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Scrapy,
David Axelrod,
Letta Mbulu,
Dennis Brown,
Shuggie Otis,
Henry Cow,
The Young Rascals,
Donald Byrd,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Wings,
Eve St. Jones,
Goldenarms,
The Shadows of Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Outsiders,
MDC,
48th St. Collective,
Essential Logic,
Technova,
Cheater Slicks,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick Morgan,
Eddi Front,
The Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Associates,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hardrive,
Deakin,
The Red Krayola,
AZ,
the Human League,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Hill,
Country Teasers,
Index,
T.S.O.L.,
Lyres,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Christie,
Eric Copeland,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Blues Magoos,
Drexciya,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.