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 Indonesia 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Organ to the crunk 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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Move,
Man Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
David Axelrod,
The Human League,
Eddi Front,
Niagra,
The J.B.'s,
The Vogues,
The Wake,
Thompson Twins,
The Birthday Party,
Faust,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Amazonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Crash Course in Science,
The Zeros,
Boz Scaggs,
Second Layer,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Popol Vuh,
Joyce Sims,
The Searchers,
Crooked Eye,
Camberwell Now,
Camouflage,
Kas Product,
The Black Dice,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ossler,
Hoover,
Technova,
Trumans Water,
Can,
Khruangbin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick Morgan,
Echospace,
Ralphi Rosario,
Franke,
Davy DMX,
Silicon Teens,
The Gun Club,
Peter & Gordon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visage,
John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Metal Thangz,
Nirvana,
The Barracudas,
Bad Manners,
The Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scientists,
Funky Four + One,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.