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 Micronesia and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stetsasonic to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Hardrive,
Smog,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Barbara Tucker,
Idris Muhammad,
Lindisfarne,
Sam Rivers,
Brothers Johnson,
Sonic Youth,
Cheater Slicks,
The Associates,
The Trojans,
Danielle Patucci,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The American Breed,
U.S. Maple,
Babytalk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Iggy Pop,
Bad Manners,
Morten Harket,
Byron Stingily,
The Wake,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Smooth,
Pagans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ludus,
Jeff Mills,
Boogie Down Productions,
Radio Birdman,
Au Pairs,
The Mojo Men,
Glambeats Corp.,
World's Most,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ituana,
Parry Music,
The Music Machine,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pere Ubu,
Boredoms,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scion,
MC5,
Bobby Byrd,
The J.B.'s,
Das Ding,
Jandek,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brand Nubian,
Darondo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scott Walker,
Soft Machine,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.