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 Chile and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Leonard Cohen to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Massinfluence,
Black Bananas,
Michelle Simonal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bootsy Collins,
Amazonics,
Motorama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pulsallama,
Unwound,
Animal Collective,
Tres Demented,
UT,
Excepter,
Fluxion,
Japan,
the Human League,
Wolf Eyes,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maleditus Sound,
Dead Boys,
Arcadia,
Bobby Womack,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pierre Henry,
The Fugs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Magma,
Organ,
Gang of Four,
Essential Logic,
The Skatalites,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gladiators,
Drive Like Jehu,
Minnie Riperton,
Nirvana,
Dual Sessions,
Black Flag,
Marcia Griffiths,
Susan Cadogan,
48th St. Collective,
Matthew Halsall,
Boz Scaggs,
Bluetip,
The Sonics,
Bob Dylan,
Easy Going,
Whodini,
The Fuzztones,
John Foxx,
X-102,
Moby Grape,
The Knickerbockers,
Avey Tare,
Cheater Slicks,
Ludus,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.