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 Tonga and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 June Days to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Vogues,
Mantronix,
Rites of Spring,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Livin' Joy,
Black Flag,
Aural Exciters,
The Angels of Light,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roxy Music,
The Standells,
John Lydon,
Tres Demented,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nick Fraelich,
Simply Red,
The Velvet Underground,
Dawn Penn,
John Cale,
The Music Machine,
Fela Kuti,
Bobby Womack,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Essential Logic,
Tears for Fears,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eddi Front,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fire Engines,
Tim Buckley,
Outsiders,
Eve St. Jones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donny Hathaway,
Joy Division,
Curtis Mayfield,
Swell Maps,
Flamin' Groovies,
Letta Mbulu,
Rod Modell,
Pantaleimon,
Brick,
Accadde A,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cecil Taylor,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The American Breed,
Spoonie Gee,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Raincoats,
Judy Mowatt,
Interpol,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aaron Thompson,
Tom Boy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Altered Images,
Animal Collective,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.