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 Libya and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Television to the dance 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Letta Mbulu,
Section 25,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Groovy Waters,
Saccharine Trust,
John Holt,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Enemy,
Ornette Coleman,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alton Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maleditus Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deepchord,
Brass Construction,
Swans,
Cal Tjader,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rakim,
Erykah Badu,
Stereo Dub,
Scan 7,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rites of Spring,
La Düsseldorf,
Schoolly D,
Eve St. Jones,
Jeff Mills,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ken Boothe,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
New Order,
Pylon,
Soft Machine,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Human League,
The Litter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Talk Talk,
Television Personalities,
H. Thieme,
the Swans,
China Crisis,
Hardrive,
New York Dolls,
Bob Dylan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Babytalk,
The Kinks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arcadia,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül II,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.