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 Australia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar 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 Qualms to the rock 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Scratch Acid,
Flamin' Groovies,
AZ,
Amon Düül II,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Can,
Echospace,
Leonard Cohen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joe Finger,
Infiniti,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Slits,
DNA,
Lou Christie,
Cluster,
Fluxion,
Brick,
Bang On A Can,
Kool Moe Dee,
Spoonie Gee,
Audionom,
Cal Tjader,
Ultravox,
Sound Behaviour,
Chrome,
Deakin,
Schoolly D,
Tom Boy,
B.T. Express,
The Monks,
The Zeros,
Ronnie Foster,
James White and The Blacks,
Pantytec,
Graham Central Station,
Harmonia,
the Normal,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mars,
EPMD,
Sam Rivers,
Rites of Spring,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blake Baxter,
Easy Going,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Massinfluence,
Alison Limerick,
Marcia Griffiths,
Underground Resistance,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Skaos,
Terry Callier,
Icehouse,
Cymande,
Junior Murvin,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.