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 Benin and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the dance 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Isaac Hayes,
Nik Kershaw,
The Sonics,
Peter and Kerry,
Ronan,
Anthony Braxton,
Lakeside,
Nico,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Harry Pussy,
The Moleskins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rakim,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moody Blues,
Iggy Pop,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mark Hollis,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Offenders,
Bob Dylan,
Idris Muhammad,
Boz Scaggs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Minny Pops,
the Normal,
Scan 7,
Talk Talk,
Can,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Au Pairs,
The Count Five,
Deadbeat,
Pagans,
PIL,
Robert Görl,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alphaville,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tears for Fears,
Hardrive,
Warsaw,
Clear Light,
Gang Green,
Scion,
Bush Tetras,
Index,
The Red Krayola,
Scrapy,
The Stooges,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Flag,
The Toasters,
Harmonia,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Byron Stingily,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.