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 Andorra and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the electroclash 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 Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Junior Murvin,
Underground Resistance,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fortunes,
Jawbox,
Erasure,
Pantytec,
the Normal,
Deepchord,
Arthur Verocai,
Darondo,
Intrusion,
The Walker Brothers,
The Pop Group,
Graham Central Station,
Glambeats Corp.,
Terry Callier,
The Divine Comedy,
Infiniti,
Country Teasers,
Joensuu 1685,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scan 7,
Soft Cell,
Carl Craig,
The Smoke,
Matthew Halsall,
Bluetip,
Loose Ends,
Dave Gahan,
Fluxion,
The Vogues,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hardrive,
LL Cool J,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
A Certain Ratio,
Maurizio,
Absolute Body Control,
Gang of Four,
E-Dancer,
Bootsy Collins,
Qualms,
Alton Ellis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Little Man,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stereo Dub,
K-Klass,
Minor Threat,
Spoonie Gee,
John Cale,
Y Pants,
Anthony Braxton,
Amazonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dawn Penn,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.