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 Vanuatu and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gong 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Technova,
This Heat,
June Days,
Bluetip,
The Misunderstood,
The Litter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
cv313,
The Moleskins,
Black Flag,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fuzztones,
Kenny Larkin,
L. Decosne,
The Grass Roots,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ituana,
John Coltrane,
Curtis Mayfield,
Youth Brigade,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lakeside,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ponytail,
The Techniques,
Fad Gadget,
a-ha,
John Holt,
Ice-T,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Carl Craig,
The Names,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agitation Free,
Gang of Four,
Skaos,
Model 500,
The Move,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Khruangbin,
Silicon Teens,
Severed Heads,
Zero Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pulsallama,
Country Teasers,
Dawn Penn,
Index,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roxette,
Kurtis Blow,
The Black Dice,
Darondo,
Faust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.