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 Lithuania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Suicide to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
K-Klass,
Japan,
Rekid,
Bluetip,
Peter and Kerry,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Move,
Byron Stingily,
Leonard Cohen,
X-101,
Alison Limerick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Supertramp,
The Misunderstood,
Zero Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
T.S.O.L.,
Mark Hollis,
Radio Birdman,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mojo Men,
Darondo,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thee Headcoats,
Nation of Ulysses,
New York Dolls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grauzone,
China Crisis,
Desert Stars,
Cybotron,
Barbara Tucker,
Bad Manners,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Slits,
Nils Olav,
Rapeman,
The Golliwogs,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Remains,
The Red Krayola,
Chris Corsano,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fluxion,
The Moleskins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Warsaw,
The Five Americans,
D'Angelo,
Buzzcocks,
Neu!,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
H. Thieme,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fall,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sam Rivers,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.