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 Iceland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Velvet Underground to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blake Baxter,
Black Moon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Todd Rundgren,
Junior Murvin,
The Doors,
Banda Bassotti,
Von Mondo,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultimate Spinach,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Howard Jones,
Sound Behaviour,
The Martian,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Leaves,
Royal Trux,
Tubeway Army,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultravox,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faraquet,
Cheater Slicks,
Zero Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Guru Guru,
Das Ding,
Urselle,
the Normal,
Roger Hodgson,
The Stooges,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joy Division,
Susan Cadogan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Isaac Hayes,
T. Rex,
Al Stewart,
Rites of Spring,
Theoretical Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Fad Gadget,
JFA,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gap Band,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marcia Griffiths,
X-102,
A Certain Ratio,
Malaria!,
Drive Like Jehu,
Zapp,
Steve Hackett,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.