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 Egypt and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Model 500 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Funkadelic,
Nirvana,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mars,
The Move,
Jacob Miller,
Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
T. Rex,
Eric Copeland,
Howard Jones,
F. McDonald,
David Bowie,
Radiopuhelimet,
Suicide,
The Star Department,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Monks,
Underground Resistance,
Deepchord,
Al Stewart,
The J.B.'s,
Joensuu 1685,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Residents,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barbara Tucker,
The Martian,
Blake Baxter,
Funky Four + One,
Minutemen,
Q65,
Scan 7,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tom Boy,
Slick Rick,
Peter & Gordon,
Delta 5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Schoolly D,
The Moleskins,
Faust,
Main Source,
Skriet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Sonics,
Neil Young,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visage,
Nation of Ulysses,
Talk Talk,
Alphaville,
DJ Sneak,
Rakim,
Ken Boothe,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.