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 Comoros and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Erasure to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
The Seeds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Icehouse,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blake Baxter,
The J.B.'s,
Thee Headcoats,
Sällskapet,
Marvin Gaye,
The Gun Club,
Reagan Youth,
Cymande,
LL Cool J,
Dawn Penn,
Aaron Thompson,
Motorama,
Index,
Unwound,
The Grass Roots,
PIL,
Sonic Youth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soul Sonic Force,
Popol Vuh,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pagans,
A Certain Ratio,
Todd Terry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The United States of America,
Scientists,
Rod Modell,
JFA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Litter,
L. Decosne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gang Starr,
Khruangbin,
The Walker Brothers,
Derrick May,
The Monochrome Set,
Moebius,
China Crisis,
Harmonia,
E-Dancer,
Hashim,
Ohio Players,
The Vogues,
Siglo XX,
Minny Pops,
David McCallum,
Audionom,
Kayak,
The Dead C,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun City Girls,
Traffic Nightmare,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.