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 Spain and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Sound to the crunk 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dave Gahan,
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
Scott Walker,
The Trojans,
Infiniti,
The Motions,
The Invisible,
Eddi Front,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang Green,
Sandy B,
Bush Tetras,
Section 25,
Eli Mardock,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Porter Ricks,
The Gap Band,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
James White and The Blacks,
Matthew Halsall,
LL Cool J,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Ituana,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
La Düsseldorf,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Martian,
Urselle,
Charles Mingus,
Terry Callier,
Popol Vuh,
Cluster,
Marcia Griffiths,
China Crisis,
Whodini,
Crime,
Aloha Tigers,
KRS-One,
Negative Approach,
The Offenders,
Black Moon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hasil Adkins,
UT,
Cheater Slicks,
Archie Shepp,
Skriet,
The Zeros,
Black Pus,
Babytalk,
Simply Red,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Five Americans,
The United States of America,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott Heron,
Smog,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.