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 Tanzania and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Gang Gang Dance to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Connie Case,
Scion,
Silicon Teens,
Tommy Roe,
Pagans,
Harmonia,
MDC,
Au Pairs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scott Walker,
Man Parrish,
Half Japanese,
Siglo XX,
The Fortunes,
Neil Young,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Detroit Cobras,
In Retrospect,
World's Most,
Quantec,
Gang Green,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stereo Dub,
Yaz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
kango's stein massive,
Peter & Gordon,
Kenny Larkin,
Animal Collective,
Theoretical Girls,
Sex Pistols,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Soft Cell,
Parry Music,
Fluxion,
Kurtis Blow,
The Busters,
ABC,
Pulsallama,
The Stooges,
The Moody Blues,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Names,
Mr. Review,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alton Ellis,
Organ,
Ultra Naté,
Inner City,
Rhythm & Sound,
Suburban Knight,
K-Klass,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Byrd,
Eric Dolphy,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.