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 Niger and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Whodini to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Ludus,
Harpers Bizarre,
Davy DMX,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lucky Dragons,
Shuggie Otis,
Junior Murvin,
Essential Logic,
The Sonics,
Sight & Sound,
Boredoms,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eve St. Jones,
Young Marble Giants,
Thompson Twins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
Barry Ungar,
Black Flag,
Underground Resistance,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amazonics,
Audionom,
The Smoke,
Subhumans,
Bluetip,
R.M.O.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pierre Henry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Althea and Donna,
Flash Fearless,
Reagan Youth,
Altered Images,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bush Tetras,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Wire,
Sugar Minott,
The Young Rascals,
ABC,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Moebius,
Section 25,
the Sonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mo-Dettes,
This Heat,
Rotary Connection,
The Human League,
Ice-T,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lakeside,
Don Cherry,
Wally Richardson,
John Coltrane,
Lower 48,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.