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 Russia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Radio Birdman to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Accadde A,
Ultimate Spinach,
In Retrospect,
Marc Almond,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Smooth,
Surgeon,
The Black Dice,
The Searchers,
Delta 5,
The Modern Lovers,
The Trojans,
Amon Düül,
Monolake,
Zero Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grey Daturas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Toasters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shuggie Otis,
Marmalade,
Eric Dolphy,
The Kinks,
Bobby Sherman,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Moon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Residents,
Inner City,
Minutemen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Connie Case,
The Moleskins,
The Beau Brummels,
Eve St. Jones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Prince Buster,
Matthew Halsall,
The Techniques,
Fear,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Mummies,
L. Decosne,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fire Engines,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Josef K,
Echospace,
Organ,
Lou Christie,
The Barracudas,
Scratch Acid,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Seeds,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.