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 Iraq and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pere Ubu,
Fela Kuti,
Boredoms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rufus Thomas,
Don Cherry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Trojans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Desert Stars,
Mark Hollis,
the Association,
Lou Reed,
Pussy Galore,
Janne Schatter,
Charles Mingus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeff Mills,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Bar-Kays,
Skarface,
Glenn Branca,
The Angels of Light,
Barry Ungar,
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Peter & Gordon,
DJ Style,
Funkadelic,
Wings,
Junior Murvin,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Lynne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Big Daddy Kane,
R.M.O.,
Eric B and Rakim,
T.S.O.L.,
China Crisis,
John Cale,
Rod Modell,
Excepter,
FM Einheit,
CMW,
Marc Almond,
The Smiths,
Thompson Twins,
Arthur Verocai,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Smoke,
Malaria!,
Underground Resistance,
The Walker Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
The Fuzztones,
Panda Bear,
Man Parrish,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.