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 El Salvador and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 linndrum 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 Amon Düül to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Television,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Matthew Bourne,
Negative Approach,
Severed Heads,
Tubeway Army,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Victims,
Swans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Al Stewart,
Maleditus Sound,
Quadrant,
The Knickerbockers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Skarface,
Black Flag,
Kaleidoscope,
Kerri Chandler,
Massinfluence,
The Motions,
The Dirtbombs,
The Saints,
Janne Schatter,
The Fuzztones,
a-ha,
Franke,
One Last Wish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barry Ungar,
Albert Ayler,
Sun City Girls,
Jawbox,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lower 48,
Sixth Finger,
Agent Orange,
Lakeside,
DNA,
The Names,
Tommy Roe,
Rufus Thomas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Graham Central Station,
Basic Channel,
Amon Düül,
Jeff Lynne,
Aloha Tigers,
Deadbeat,
Joe Smooth,
The Selecter,
Unrelated Segments,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
Glenn Branca,
The Grass Roots,
EPMD,
Rosa Yemen,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.