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 Beijing.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Peter & Gordon to the grunge 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Danielle Patucci,
The United States of America,
Bill Wells,
Animal Collective,
The New Christs,
The Velvet Underground,
Fela Kuti,
John Holt,
Fatback Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pantaleimon,
Jawbox,
Bauhaus,
Lakeside,
Howard Jones,
Dawn Penn,
One Last Wish,
Funky Four + One,
Radiopuhelimet,
Youth Brigade,
Pagans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pylon,
Neu!,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barry Ungar,
Wolf Eyes,
Amon Düül II,
Lyres,
Thee Headcoats,
Blossom Toes,
Donald Byrd,
China Crisis,
Pierre Henry,
The Cure,
The Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Drexciya,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mad Mike,
Nas,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Altered Images,
Cymande,
Jerry's Kids,
Little Man,
John Coltrane,
Magma,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minutemen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joy Division,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Chris Corsano,
Reagan Youth,
Chrome,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.