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 Zimbabwe and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
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 güiro 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 Arcadia to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Sparks,
Easy Going,
Nils Olav,
John Lydon,
The Happenings,
The Mojo Men,
Chris & Cosey,
Stetsasonic,
Warren Ellis,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Raincoats,
Outsiders,
Johnny Clarke,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lower 48,
Eric Dolphy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pharoah Sanders,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gladiators,
Dual Sessions,
Lyres,
Bootsy Collins,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun Ra,
X-102,
Al Stewart,
Section 25,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Unwound,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Monochrome Set,
Dark Day,
Donald Byrd,
Circle Jerks,
Accadde A,
Supertramp,
Chrome,
Davy DMX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Vainqueur,
Arab on Radar,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eddi Front,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül II,
Jerry's Kids,
T.S.O.L.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Japan,
The Buckinghams,
Flipper,
Scan 7,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wings,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Khruangbin,
Mo-Dettes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.