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 Dominica and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
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 Peter and Kerry to the grime 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Mars,
Shoche,
Malaria!,
10cc,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Michelle Simonal,
Flamin' Groovies,
World's Most,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
F. McDonald,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed,
Robert Görl,
Stetsasonic,
Fugazi,
John Foxx,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Model 500,
The Angels of Light,
UT,
Blake Baxter,
The Dirtbombs,
Q and Not U,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gichy Dan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nirvana,
The Sonics,
Smog,
Au Pairs,
the Bar-Kays,
The Motions,
LL Cool J,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Terry,
Inner City,
The Young Rascals,
Sällskapet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Sheep,
ABBA,
Camouflage,
Gregory Isaacs,
Section 25,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
ABC,
Gang Green,
China Crisis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Second Layer,
Guru Guru,
Joensuu 1685,
Zapp,
The Fall,
D'Angelo,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.