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 Guinea and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Can to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
Ken Boothe,
The Cure,
Ohio Players,
Drexciya,
Swell Maps,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Matthew Halsall,
Davy DMX,
Icehouse,
Shoche,
Brothers Johnson,
The Red Krayola,
Groovy Waters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Schoolly D,
The Remains,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
FM Einheit,
Sun Ra,
One Last Wish,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nils Olav,
Michelle Simonal,
Adolescents,
The Black Dice,
Lalann,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Duran Duran,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soulsonic Force,
DNA,
Ludus,
Slick Rick,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mo-Dettes,
Infiniti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Cale,
Carl Craig,
Royal Trux,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hardrive,
Jacques Brel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aaron Thompson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eden Ahbez,
John Holt,
DJ Style,
David Bowie,
Joyce Sims,
Animal Collective,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.