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 Estonia and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Flamin' Groovies to the grunge 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Kerri Chandler,
EPMD,
The Smiths,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Skatalites,
JFA,
Leonard Cohen,
Gong,
Arcadia,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scott Walker,
The Associates,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Green,
The Dirtbombs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Connie Case,
Rakim,
Junior Murvin,
Sparks,
Todd Rundgren,
X-Ray Spex,
Sister Nancy,
Swans,
Tim Buckley,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
New York Dolls,
Harmonia,
Severed Heads,
Wasted Youth,
Patti Smith,
Deepchord,
Ornette Coleman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dorothy Ashby,
Television Personalities,
Wolf Eyes,
Rekid,
Masters at Work,
Lucky Dragons,
Infiniti,
Colin Newman,
The Remains,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Al Stewart,
Public Enemy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donald Byrd,
Freddie Wadling,
Roy Ayers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sun City Girls,
The Gories,
UT,
Vainqueur,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
One Last Wish,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.