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 Moldova and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wally Richardson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
the Swans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soft Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Henry Cow,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Beau Brummels,
Scion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tim Buckley,
Donald Byrd,
The New Christs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roger Hodgson,
Sound Behaviour,
Trumans Water,
The Durutti Column,
Warren Ellis,
Ponytail,
Boredoms,
Joyce Sims,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Au Pairs,
Monolake,
Magma,
PIL,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oneida,
X-102,
Nas,
Bang On A Can,
The Star Department,
Interpol,
Warsaw,
cv313,
The Names,
Excepter,
Pylon,
New York Dolls,
The Velvet Underground,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aural Exciters,
Country Teasers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faust,
Sugar Minott,
Archie Shepp,
Silicon Teens,
Big Daddy Kane,
David Bowie,
D'Angelo,
The Pop Group,
Amon Düül,
Newcleus,
Half Japanese,
The Gladiators,
Rufus Thomas,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.