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 Comoros and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Nils Olav to the disco 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Mr. Review,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Unrelated Segments,
The Last Poets,
Pylon,
Fela Kuti,
Sällskapet,
Sex Pistols,
Sight & Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joey Negro,
Eurythmics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Moleskins,
Minnie Riperton,
John Holt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Duran Duran,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barbara Tucker,
The Slackers,
Bob Dylan,
Leonard Cohen,
Khruangbin,
Ponytail,
In Retrospect,
Deepchord,
The Dead C,
Theoretical Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Shuggie Otis,
Johnny Osbourne,
L. Decosne,
U.S. Maple,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Misunderstood,
Donald Byrd,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arthur Verocai,
Jawbox,
The Detroit Cobras,
Glenn Branca,
Siglo XX,
Yusef Lateef,
The Birthday Party,
Ludus,
Black Moon,
Aaron Thompson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Al Stewart,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scrapy,
Idris Muhammad,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.