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 Italy and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 Pylon to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
The Victims,
Quando Quango,
The Searchers,
Bauhaus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Average White Band,
Rakim,
Cymande,
The Happenings,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mandrill,
The Fire Engines,
The Tremeloes,
Ludus,
KRS-One,
Zero Boys,
Main Source,
Soul Sonic Force,
Monks,
The American Breed,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quantec,
Mo-Dettes,
Babytalk,
Soft Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Jawbox,
Index,
The Gladiators,
Eric Dolphy,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Buckinghams,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cameo,
Audionom,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Todd Terry,
Pere Ubu,
FM Einheit,
Agent Orange,
Sonny Sharrock,
Massinfluence,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Skriet,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxy Music,
New York Dolls,
Andrew Hill,
Zapp,
The New Christs,
New Order,
Lebanon Hanover,
Junior Murvin,
Soul II Soul,
E-Dancer,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.