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 Kenya and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Hashim to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gun Club,
Average White Band,
Henry Cow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Martian,
Cymande,
The Doors,
Aural Exciters,
H. Thieme,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Patti Smith,
Depeche Mode,
Nils Olav,
Davy DMX,
Bang On A Can,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soft Machine,
Joey Negro,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Sister Nancy,
The Monochrome Set,
E-Dancer,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Max Romeo,
Jawbox,
Surgeon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pole,
The Motions,
Monks,
Mars,
Excepter,
Bad Manners,
Susan Cadogan,
Little Man,
R.M.O.,
Bob Dylan,
The Sound,
Iggy Pop,
The Skatalites,
Royal Trux,
The Busters,
Howard Jones,
Masters at Work,
Rosa Yemen,
Aswad,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.