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 Philippines and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 Albert Ayler to the jazz 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
The Monochrome Set,
Rosa Yemen,
Radiohead,
Yusef Lateef,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
E-Dancer,
R.M.O.,
Minor Threat,
Delta 5,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Basic Channel,
Cal Tjader,
Gabor Szabo,
Ohio Players,
Davy DMX,
Aswad,
Harmonia,
Todd Rundgren,
MC5,
Ice-T,
X-102,
The Trojans,
The Pop Group,
New Order,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fela Kuti,
Eden Ahbez,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Martian,
Clear Light,
Black Flag,
Lakeside,
Todd Terry,
Andrew Hill,
Banda Bassotti,
Moby Grape,
Johnny Osbourne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Young Rascals,
Brand Nubian,
Danielle Patucci,
London Community Gospel Choir,
8 Eyed Spy,
Patti Smith,
Smog,
Buzzcocks,
Lucky Dragons,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Motions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kurtis Blow,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Vogues,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Technova,
Neu!,
The Detroit Cobras,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.