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 Iceland and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Yazoo,
Scratch Acid,
Erasure,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Excepter,
The Fall,
Avey Tare,
Joey Negro,
Iggy Pop,
These Immortal Souls,
T. Rex,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Sheep,
Scott Walker,
The Black Dice,
Amon Düül,
The Index,
Bootsy Collins,
John Coltrane,
Cymande,
Niagra,
Nirvana,
Colin Newman,
Max Romeo,
Pierre Henry,
The United States of America,
Metal Thangz,
Smog,
MC5,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
Newcleus,
The Offenders,
Marvin Gaye,
Mo-Dettes,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gladiators,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Al Stewart,
Los Fastidios,
Barclay James Harvest,
Chris Corsano,
Zapp,
KRS-One,
Quantec,
Aaron Thompson,
Supertramp,
Royal Trux,
Jandek,
Lightning Bolt,
The Five Americans,
Television,
Tim Buckley,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fluxion,
The Angels of Light,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.