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 Cape Verde and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 Star Department to the electroclash 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Steve Hackett,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marcia Griffiths,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gladiators,
Public Enemy,
John Lydon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Colin Newman,
Sarah Menescal,
David Bowie,
The Stooges,
Mantronix,
Drive Like Jehu,
Blake Baxter,
Index,
Glenn Branca,
Godley & Creme,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Motions,
Fad Gadget,
Joensuu 1685,
E-Dancer,
Moby Grape,
Prince Buster,
Inner City,
Toni Rubio,
Sister Nancy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Loose Ends,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Sherman,
Pylon,
Young Marble Giants,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gories,
Roxy Music,
Eric Copeland,
Liliput,
Matthew Bourne,
The Misunderstood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sugar Minott,
Essential Logic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nils Olav,
The Count Five,
Lower 48,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare,
The Saints,
Little Man,
Ken Boothe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Johnny Osbourne,
Swell Maps,
The Moody Blues,
Shuggie Otis,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.