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 Tuvalu and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
The Alarm Clocks,
Isaac Hayes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sonics,
The Residents,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rotary Connection,
Brass Construction,
The Electric Prunes,
Pantaleimon,
Lalann,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gap Band,
Kurtis Blow,
The Buckinghams,
Wire,
Sällskapet,
Deakin,
Minutemen,
Easy Going,
Man Eating Sloth,
New Order,
Hardrive,
A Certain Ratio,
The Black Dice,
Soulsonic Force,
Essential Logic,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Main Source,
Suburban Knight,
Rekid,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cowsills,
Skriet,
Guru Guru,
K-Klass,
The Litter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Inner City,
Maurizio,
Mr. Review,
Joy Division,
Jawbox,
Surgeon,
Donny Hathaway,
Davy DMX,
Franke,
The Birthday Party,
Freddie Wadling,
Technova,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lightning Bolt,
Aural Exciters,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.