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 Colombia and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Duran Duran to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Glenn Branca,
The Modern Lovers,
Rufus Thomas,
Anthony Braxton,
Section 25,
Scan 7,
The Moleskins,
Bauhaus,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
La Düsseldorf,
The Angels of Light,
Swell Maps,
Freddie Wadling,
Lungfish,
Piero Umiliani,
Hasil Adkins,
Fear,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Martian,
Mandrill,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Country Teasers,
Agent Orange,
Yaz,
Kas Product,
Lee Hazlewood,
Oblivians,
Arcadia,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
June Days,
Marcia Griffiths,
FM Einheit,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter and Kerry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Circle Jerks,
Sex Pistols,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
The Real Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
Bronski Beat,
Pantaleimon,
DNA,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camouflage,
The Buckinghams,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Angry Samoans,
the Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
Whodini,
Alphaville,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.