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 Taiwan and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The New Christs to the crunk 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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Model 500,
Aural Exciters,
The Divine Comedy,
Stereo Dub,
Scion,
Todd Terry,
The Move,
Gabor Szabo,
Grey Daturas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Animal Collective,
Maurizio,
Ice-T,
Deakin,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cluster,
Matthew Halsall,
Crooked Eye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sister Nancy,
The Knickerbockers,
Porter Ricks,
The Standells,
Flash Fearless,
Al Stewart,
Buzzcocks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Boz Scaggs,
Panda Bear,
EPMD,
Jandek,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers,
The Count Five,
Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mad Mike,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Red Krayola,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Bananas,
The Names,
Archie Shepp,
Faust,
Rapeman,
AZ,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.