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 Solomon Islands and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
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 Tom Verlaine 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Freddie Wadling,
Grey Daturas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Flesh Eaters,
Funky Four + One,
Adolescents,
DJ Style,
Pylon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dead Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Brass Construction,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fall,
Mars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tommy Roe,
Shuggie Otis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Funkadelic,
Eric Copeland,
The Moody Blues,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Pus,
Hoover,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Wyatt,
The Move,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy Collins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Y Pants,
Joe Finger,
Carl Craig,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Grass Roots,
JFA,
Boz Scaggs,
Avey Tare,
Deadbeat,
Tres Demented,
Angry Samoans,
Panda Bear,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Bananas,
Bauhaus,
Stereo Dub,
June of 44,
Simply Red,
Bill Near,
The Saints,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed,
Ludus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marcia Griffiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.