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 Jordan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 Qualms to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joe Smooth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Liliput,
Jerry's Kids,
Chris Corsano,
Roy Ayers,
Black Flag,
Connie Case,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blancmange,
Faraquet,
JFA,
Von Mondo,
The Vogues,
Anthony Braxton,
Easy Going,
David Bowie,
Mad Mike,
One Last Wish,
Scrapy,
Junior Murvin,
Bauhaus,
Mandrill,
Second Layer,
Erasure,
Spandau Ballet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chrome,
Section 25,
The Searchers,
Tim Buckley,
Wings,
Franke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Loose Ends,
Joyce Sims,
Silicon Teens,
The Gladiators,
The Sonics,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wasted Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scratch Acid,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Quadrant,
Massinfluence,
Popol Vuh,
Grauzone,
Scott Walker,
Throbbing Gristle,
Morten Harket,
New York Dolls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eve St. Jones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Swans,
James White and The Blacks,
Letta Mbulu,
The Alarm Clocks,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.