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 Sudan and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Amon Düül to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Laurel Aitken,
Toni Rubio,
Rakim,
Outsiders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Adolescents,
The Slackers,
Icehouse,
Robert Görl,
The Mojo Men,
the Sonics,
London Community Gospel Choir,
48th St. Collective,
Skaos,
Joey Negro,
The Fugs,
The Pretty Things,
The Moleskins,
Max Romeo,
Aloha Tigers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Electric Prunes,
Siglo XX,
Wally Richardson,
The Invisible,
Harry Pussy,
Ronan,
Albert Ayler,
Pantytec,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eli Mardock,
Quantec,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kas Product,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mars,
La Düsseldorf,
Amazonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Golliwogs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marine Girls,
Japan,
Cecil Taylor,
The Sonics,
Motorama,
Cluster,
The Move,
Wasted Youth,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Last Poets,
Todd Terry,
Soulsonic Force,
Delta 5,
Rufus Thomas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smiths,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.