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 Tonga 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Johnny Clarke to the rock 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
China Crisis,
Todd Terry,
Sight & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Darondo,
Mars,
Desert Stars,
Bronski Beat,
The Five Americans,
Delta 5,
Sun Ra,
Intrusion,
Stockholm Monsters,
Terry Callier,
Eric Copeland,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Isaac Hayes,
Panda Bear,
Soul Sonic Force,
Porter Ricks,
Camberwell Now,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Graham Central Station,
John Holt,
Lou Reed,
Dead Boys,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dual Sessions,
Mark Hollis,
Eric Dolphy,
Section 25,
Cluster,
Das Ding,
Michelle Simonal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Newcleus,
Freddie Wadling,
Max Romeo,
Ossler,
The Standells,
The Moody Blues,
Audionom,
The Residents,
The Gun Club,
Bobby Womack,
The Evens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Golliwogs,
Cameo,
Young Marble Giants,
The Blackbyrds,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.