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 Nicaragua and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Janne Schatter to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 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 harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Deakin,
Stereo Dub,
Joey Negro,
Bill Wells,
The Smiths,
Camberwell Now,
Colin Newman,
This Heat,
Mr. Review,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fugs,
Howard Jones,
Bang On A Can,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gichy Dan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Prince Buster,
X-102,
Nils Olav,
the Bar-Kays,
Altered Images,
Ornette Coleman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultra Naté,
Khruangbin,
Surgeon,
Black Flag,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mark Hollis,
Underground Resistance,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Residents,
Derrick Morgan,
Alice Coltrane,
Angry Samoans,
Lalann,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Maurizio,
The Fuzztones,
Grey Daturas,
Eden Ahbez,
Quantec,
Barclay James Harvest,
Talk Talk,
Scrapy,
Make Up,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ken Boothe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Cale,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Babytalk,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.