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 Palau and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Lindisfarne to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Crash Course in Science,
Zapp,
X-102,
The Move,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rekid,
Amon Düül II,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cluster,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soft Cell,
Eric Dolphy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soft Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Roxette,
Isaac Hayes,
Bronski Beat,
The Zeros,
Kas Product,
Newcleus,
Neil Young,
Shuggie Otis,
Jacques Brel,
Bauhaus,
The Fall,
Shoche,
Gang of Four,
Cecil Taylor,
Suicide,
The Beau Brummels,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ronan,
Rufus Thomas,
Alison Limerick,
Rod Modell,
The Fuzztones,
Warsaw,
Althea and Donna,
Hoover,
Tim Buckley,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minny Pops,
Reagan Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Dead Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Spandau Ballet,
Drexciya,
Barbara Tucker,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Human League,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.