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 Angola and from Toronto.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cluster to the techno 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect 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?
The Happenings,
Popol Vuh,
Peter and Kerry,
Monks,
Harry Pussy,
Radiohead,
Roxette,
Mad Mike,
Technova,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nation of Ulysses,
Vainqueur,
Jandek,
Japan,
John Cale,
Skaos,
Eli Mardock,
The Slackers,
Quadrant,
Shuggie Otis,
Junior Murvin,
The Star Department,
The Blues Magoos,
Max Romeo,
Arthur Verocai,
The Walker Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Knickerbockers,
The Raincoats,
The Count Five,
Boogie Down Productions,
Judy Mowatt,
Magazine,
Scott Walker,
Throbbing Gristle,
Visage,
Faraquet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Franke,
CMW,
Arcadia,
The Remains,
Joe Smooth,
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Angels of Light,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Reagan Youth,
Janne Schatter,
Boredoms,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aswad,
Saccharine Trust,
Babytalk,
cv313,
Grey Daturas,
Sandy B,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.