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 Belarus and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Modern Lovers to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Josef K,
EPMD,
The Blackbyrds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Sonics,
Au Pairs,
Al Stewart,
Youth Brigade,
The Selecter,
Clear Light,
Procol Harum,
Excepter,
Easy Going,
Gang Starr,
Drexciya,
Lucky Dragons,
Radiopuhelimet,
Warsaw,
Jawbox,
the Normal,
Hashim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacob Miller,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Knickerbockers,
Thompson Twins,
Ituana,
Con Funk Shun,
Archie Shepp,
Ronan,
LL Cool J,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Moon,
Moby Grape,
Essential Logic,
The Tremeloes,
Skriet,
The Kinks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joe Finger,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neu!,
Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Pus,
Khruangbin,
The Mojo Men,
Symarip,
The Move,
Surgeon,
Tom Boy,
The Cowsills,
Camouflage,
Maleditus Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ken Boothe,
Flash Fearless,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cluster,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.