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 Barbados and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Freddie Wadling to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
La Düsseldorf,
Masters at Work,
Porter Ricks,
The Divine Comedy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rufus Thomas,
Jacob Miller,
Crash Course in Science,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Magma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang of Four,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erasure,
Todd Rundgren,
Susan Cadogan,
Scratch Acid,
Tommy Roe,
Bobby Sherman,
Franke,
Letta Mbulu,
Interpol,
Brand Nubian,
Moss Icon,
Cymande,
Arab on Radar,
The Evens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sonics,
Rakim,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Average White Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Smiths,
Groovy Waters,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gap Band,
Sam Rivers,
Panda Bear,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Visage,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stiv Bators,
Nils Olav,
Massinfluence,
Au Pairs,
New Age Steppers,
10cc,
Junior Murvin,
Cal Tjader,
Jeff Lynne,
The New Christs,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.