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 Bahrain and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Anthony Braxton to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare,
Bluetip,
Ronnie Foster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Freddie Wadling,
EPMD,
Pantaleimon,
Quantec,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deakin,
Television Personalities,
Tim Buckley,
Colin Newman,
The Gun Club,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Divine Comedy,
Graham Central Station,
Ken Boothe,
Althea and Donna,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roxette,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Silicon Teens,
The Velvet Underground,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Leonard Cohen,
E-Dancer,
Youth Brigade,
Bronski Beat,
Darondo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Count Five,
Heaven 17,
Moby Grape,
Marvin Gaye,
Circle Jerks,
Eric Dolphy,
Dennis Brown,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mr. Review,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Flag,
Surgeon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Monolake,
The Doobie Brothers,
Au Pairs,
The Litter,
Laurel Aitken,
Cecil Taylor,
Aaron Thompson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oblivians,
Rosa Yemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magma,
Nico,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.