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 Mozambique and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer 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 Delon & Dalcan to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Stetsasonic,
Barry Ungar,
Reuben Wilson,
The Detroit Cobras,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
The Kinks,
Underground Resistance,
Slave,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Buckinghams,
Bang On A Can,
Von Mondo,
Thee Headcoats,
Albert Ayler,
Wally Richardson,
Bobby Byrd,
Rites of Spring,
Kayak,
Tubeway Army,
Eve St. Jones,
Livin' Joy,
Bad Manners,
Interpol,
Jimmy McGriff,
Todd Rundgren,
The Young Rascals,
Spoonie Gee,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
Dave Gahan,
Lakeside,
Hardrive,
Roxy Music,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scientists,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gap Band,
Scrapy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alison Limerick,
Dennis Brown,
Joy Division,
Joey Negro,
David Axelrod,
Kurtis Blow,
The Moleskins,
Yazoo,
John Holt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Funkadelic,
Eric Dolphy,
Minny Pops,
Second Layer,
Joensuu 1685,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.