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 Turkey and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Peter and Kerry to the funk 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Hashim,
The Sound,
Radiohead,
Hot Snakes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kool Moe Dee,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cecil Taylor,
Urselle,
Pet Shop Boys,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pulsallama,
Sällskapet,
Schoolly D,
Soulsonic Force,
Rod Modell,
Silicon Teens,
John Foxx,
Patti Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Los Fastidios,
Pylon,
Nils Olav,
Minnie Riperton,
Can,
The Victims,
Flash Fearless,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quadrant,
The Birthday Party,
Sarah Menescal,
Alison Limerick,
The Divine Comedy,
Anthony Braxton,
The Vogues,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Whodini,
Kayak,
The American Breed,
Alphaville,
Lou Christie,
The Knickerbockers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joy Division,
The Grass Roots,
Albert Ayler,
The Zeros,
Lalo Schifrin,
Audionom,
Roy Ayers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Buckinghams,
Ponytail,
New York Dolls,
L. Decosne,
Absolute Body Control,
Bush Tetras,
Royal Trux,
E-Dancer,
Laurel Aitken,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.