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 Niger and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sonic Youth to the rap 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Bill Wells,
The Walker Brothers,
Charles Mingus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Slackers,
Unrelated Segments,
Mars,
Soft Cell,
Black Flag,
Brass Construction,
Toni Rubio,
Mr. Review,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amon Düül,
Desert Stars,
The Moody Blues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Howard Jones,
Robert Wyatt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
David Bowie,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Reed,
Eli Mardock,
June of 44,
Stiv Bators,
Sonic Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Carl Craig,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sound Behaviour,
Kurtis Blow,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marine Girls,
Man Parrish,
The Divine Comedy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantaleimon,
Peter & Gordon,
Camberwell Now,
John Lydon,
Wally Richardson,
Barbara Tucker,
Mantronix,
Henry Cow,
The Gladiators,
Bang On A Can,
The Fuzztones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scientists,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Rod Modell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Pop Group,
Byron Stingily,
The Golliwogs,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.