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 Cuba and from Glasgow.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Minny Pops to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
The Dirtbombs,
Alice Coltrane,
Moss Icon,
Wings,
Ten City,
Livin' Joy,
Blancmange,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
Y Pants,
Sonny Sharrock,
Derrick Morgan,
Junior Murvin,
The Durutti Column,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Subhumans,
Godley & Creme,
Crime,
Terry Callier,
Lungfish,
48th St. Collective,
Tom Boy,
Mad Mike,
Scratch Acid,
Schoolly D,
Oneida,
Traffic Nightmare,
David McCallum,
Faust,
DJ Sneak,
MC5,
The Techniques,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tim Buckley,
The Five Americans,
Ultravox,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Amon Düül,
Danielle Patucci,
Mission of Burma,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Siglo XX,
Panda Bear,
The Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Reed,
Magazine,
Harmonia,
Aaron Thompson,
Bob Dylan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-102,
David Bowie,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jacob Miller,
Roxy Music,
Peter & Gordon,
Outsiders,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.