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 Saudi Arabia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Audionom to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Eric Copeland,
Rites of Spring,
The Kinks,
Vladislav Delay,
R.M.O.,
Alton Ellis,
Cybotron,
Tommy Roe,
Minutemen,
Delta 5,
X-Ray Spex,
The Searchers,
Ituana,
Crime,
Make Up,
Mr. Review,
Yaz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Iggy Pop,
Pole,
Television,
Lou Christie,
Procol Harum,
Johnny Clarke,
Bobby Sherman,
Don Cherry,
The Real Kids,
Desert Stars,
Pantaleimon,
The Gap Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun Ra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Techniques,
Davy DMX,
Lalann,
The Slackers,
Negative Approach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Heaven 17,
Essential Logic,
Crooked Eye,
Peter and Kerry,
Unwound,
Loose Ends,
Donald Byrd,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Beau Brummels,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Sneak,
Babytalk,
The Motions,
Stockholm Monsters,
Khruangbin,
New York Dolls,
Mad Mike,
Isaac Hayes,
Ronnie Foster,
The Divine Comedy,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.