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 Bahamas and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Isaac Hayes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Donny Hathaway,
Terry Callier,
Derrick Morgan,
Crash Course in Science,
Max Romeo,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Golliwogs,
Nico,
Brick,
Rosa Yemen,
Jandek,
Model 500,
Cameo,
MC5,
The Associates,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Malaria!,
Surgeon,
Intrusion,
Hot Snakes,
Slave,
Nirvana,
Junior Murvin,
Eric Copeland,
Mission of Burma,
Simply Red,
Ronan,
The Happenings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dead C,
Arthur Verocai,
Royal Trux,
The Victims,
the Swans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tears for Fears,
Black Pus,
The Offenders,
Harmonia,
The Slits,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Index,
David Bowie,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radiopuhelimet,
Hoover,
John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
Freddie Wadling,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tubeway Army,
The Raincoats,
The Barracudas,
The Gun Club,
The Slackers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.