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 San Marino and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator 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 Pantaleimon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
The Young Rascals,
F. McDonald,
Slave,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lower 48,
Japan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Basic Channel,
Man Parrish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joe Finger,
One Last Wish,
The Doobie Brothers,
DJ Style,
Bill Wells,
UT,
The Zeros,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dead Boys,
Erasure,
The Fall,
The Trojans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Godley & Creme,
Desert Stars,
The Human League,
Ronan,
The Busters,
Altered Images,
Soulsonic Force,
Hasil Adkins,
Michelle Simonal,
Ituana,
Easy Going,
Minor Threat,
John Coltrane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rakim,
Wasted Youth,
Y Pants,
8 Eyed Spy,
Absolute Body Control,
Khruangbin,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeff Lynne,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Sneak,
Underground Resistance,
Agent Orange,
Black Flag,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New Order,
Neil Young,
The Martian,
Mandrill,
Shoche,
Vainqueur,
Roy Ayers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.