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 Estonia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Maurizio to the dance 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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Easy Going,
8 Eyed Spy,
Terry Callier,
the Human League,
These Immortal Souls,
Lakeside,
The Red Krayola,
The Golliwogs,
The Human League,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Hill,
Rotary Connection,
Bill Wells,
Jeff Mills,
D'Angelo,
Piero Umiliani,
Urselle,
Sexual Harrassment,
EPMD,
Deadbeat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Pus,
Scratch Acid,
Arab on Radar,
OOIOO,
The Searchers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bill Near,
Roxette,
Silicon Teens,
Marmalade,
Johnny Clarke,
Bush Tetras,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camouflage,
Procol Harum,
David Axelrod,
MC5,
Guru Guru,
Television,
Monolake,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jandek,
Tomorrow,
Hot Snakes,
Fela Kuti,
Ken Boothe,
The Martian,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sandy B,
Camberwell Now,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lindisfarne,
Negative Approach,
Delta 5,
Excepter,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.