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 Chad and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Eric Dolphy to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Livin' Joy,
Morten Harket,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Television,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jandek,
Cybotron,
Man Parrish,
Magma,
Lightning Bolt,
The Human League,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeff Lynne,
Lucky Dragons,
Harry Pussy,
Q and Not U,
Panda Bear,
Animal Collective,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fluxion,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
The Gun Club,
Kenny Larkin,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Black Dice,
Sixth Finger,
Robert Hood,
Banda Bassotti,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gerry Rafferty,
Theoretical Girls,
Nico,
Junior Murvin,
The Blackbyrds,
L. Decosne,
Radio Birdman,
Black Pus,
Deakin,
Trumans Water,
Blake Baxter,
Easy Going,
Spandau Ballet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Technova,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nils Olav,
Delon & Dalcan,
Toni Rubio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
UT,
Suicide,
Danielle Patucci,
Quadrant,
Flash Fearless,
Deadbeat,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.