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 Malta and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Black Pus to the rap 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minutemen,
Bill Wells,
the Soft Cell,
Quadrant,
U.S. Maple,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Schoolly D,
Erykah Badu,
Cymande,
Boredoms,
Lightning Bolt,
The J.B.'s,
Eric Copeland,
Jerry's Kids,
The Skatalites,
The Gun Club,
R.M.O.,
Soft Cell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Moleskins,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Bar-Kays,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Leaves,
Simply Red,
Deepchord,
The Blackbyrds,
The Angels of Light,
Zero Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Kerrie Biddell,
Urselle,
The New Christs,
Maleditus Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Inner City,
Bush Tetras,
Thompson Twins,
The Buckinghams,
Guru Guru,
Altered Images,
Faust,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cramps,
Khruangbin,
Technova,
Animal Collective,
Scott Walker,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sugar Minott,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.