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 Turkey and from Manchester.
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 Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 Nirvana to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amon Düül II,
DJ Sneak,
The Mojo Men,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sonic Youth,
R.M.O.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Freddie Wadling,
Ronan,
Main Source,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Trojans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Swans,
Erasure,
H. Thieme,
Trumans Water,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Invisible,
Ituana,
MC5,
Heaven 17,
cv313,
The Gun Club,
Minor Threat,
Gabor Szabo,
John Cale,
Slick Rick,
Funky Four + One,
EPMD,
Minutemen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Black Dice,
Jeff Mills,
Siglo XX,
Adolescents,
Jeff Lynne,
Hoover,
The Evens,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
JFA,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rod Modell,
Amon Düül,
Hasil Adkins,
Cecil Taylor,
Sound Behaviour,
The Stooges,
E-Dancer,
Scientists,
Skarface,
Bang On A Can,
Black Flag,
Bad Manners,
Bauhaus,
Lindisfarne,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jacques Brel,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.