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 Austria and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alphaville to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Bill Near,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moebius,
Amazonics,
The Tremeloes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sarah Menescal,
Hoover,
Ice-T,
Depeche Mode,
Todd Terry,
Schoolly D,
David Bowie,
Pantaleimon,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Coltrane,
Flamin' Groovies,
Toni Rubio,
LL Cool J,
Skarface,
Iggy Pop,
Lower 48,
John Lydon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kerrie Biddell,
Henry Cow,
Grauzone,
Infiniti,
Mantronix,
Johnny Clarke,
Bronski Beat,
Symarip,
Smog,
Al Stewart,
Sight & Sound,
Von Mondo,
Minor Threat,
Marvin Gaye,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Subhumans,
Pantytec,
Fad Gadget,
Malaria!,
Fatback Band,
Hashim,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Monks,
Yusef Lateef,
Zero Boys,
The Searchers,
Q and Not U,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare,
JFA,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.