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 the UAE and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum 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 the Sonics to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
The Neon Judgement,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fuzztones,
Blancmange,
Kas Product,
Funky Four + One,
Cabaret Voltaire,
June Days,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rakim,
Idris Muhammad,
Sun Ra,
Dead Boys,
Excepter,
The Techniques,
Reuben Wilson,
Aswad,
Ronnie Foster,
Judy Mowatt,
Adolescents,
Cecil Taylor,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Walker Brothers,
Steve Hackett,
Darondo,
the Bar-Kays,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minny Pops,
Johnny Osbourne,
Das Ding,
The Gladiators,
Terry Callier,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Sheep,
Glenn Branca,
The Dead C,
Animal Collective,
Josef K,
Terrestrial Tones,
Organ,
Alton Ellis,
The Move,
The Modern Lovers,
Scion,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Byrd,
Leonard Cohen,
Panda Bear,
Delta 5,
Guru Guru,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Terry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
R.M.O.,
The Martian,
Bad Manners,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.