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 Belarus and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Iggy Pop to the rock 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Dennis Brown,
The Human League,
Rakim,
A Certain Ratio,
The Raincoats,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Toasters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Siglo XX,
Delta 5,
Boz Scaggs,
The Wake,
Electric Prunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lakeside,
Drive Like Jehu,
ABBA,
H. Thieme,
Camberwell Now,
Smog,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Charles Mingus,
Severed Heads,
Banda Bassotti,
Jacques Brel,
Letta Mbulu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Faust,
The Young Rascals,
Cymande,
Kayak,
Flash Fearless,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Womack,
Mission of Burma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
John Foxx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Malaria!,
Black Sheep,
The Modern Lovers,
The American Breed,
Ponytail,
These Immortal Souls,
Liliput,
Quantec,
Marmalade,
Wire,
Japan,
Pole,
Silicon Teens,
Janne Schatter,
In Retrospect,
Dawn Penn,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.