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 Mali and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Moss Icon to the techno 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
John Cale,
Man Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Audionom,
Amon Düül,
Ponytail,
Bush Tetras,
OOIOO,
Rod Modell,
Piero Umiliani,
Tommy Roe,
The Motions,
Fat Boys,
Von Mondo,
Colin Newman,
Amon Düül II,
The Cosmic Jokers,
H. Thieme,
Can,
Derrick Morgan,
Flipper,
Pantytec,
Warren Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
JFA,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Moleskins,
The Smiths,
Heaven 17,
The Sonics,
Animal Collective,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Grass Roots,
Jerry's Kids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Desert Stars,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
E-Dancer,
DNA,
Lower 48,
Mr. Review,
Brass Construction,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Parry Music,
the Slits,
Sarah Menescal,
Infiniti,
Roxy Music,
Jandek,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Au Pairs,
FM Einheit,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.