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 Ireland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the electroclash 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wally Richardson,
The Black Dice,
Oneida,
Juan Atkins,
Television Personalities,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cluster,
Charles Mingus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minnie Riperton,
Iggy Pop,
Skaos,
X-101,
Barry Ungar,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rotary Connection,
Bauhaus,
The Leaves,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brass Construction,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marvin Gaye,
Mission of Burma,
Blossom Toes,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun Ra,
The Moody Blues,
Goldenarms,
Gastr Del Sol,
Easy Going,
Rod Modell,
Pierre Henry,
Bluetip,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dave Gahan,
The Young Rascals,
Byron Stingily,
PIL,
X-Ray Spex,
James White and The Blacks,
Aswad,
Warsaw,
The Moleskins,
Symarip,
The Misunderstood,
Unwound,
D'Angelo,
Los Fastidios,
Mr. Review,
Robert Görl,
Mark Hollis,
Todd Rundgren,
Aloha Tigers,
Ronnie Foster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Anakelly,
Ken Boothe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Junior Murvin,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.