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 Kenya and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Chrome to the rap 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Connie Case,
Radio Birdman,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
Erykah Badu,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
L. Decosne,
Boz Scaggs,
Donald Byrd,
Morten Harket,
Youth Brigade,
Los Fastidios,
Sex Pistols,
Von Mondo,
Swell Maps,
Stiv Bators,
Todd Terry,
Quando Quango,
Todd Rundgren,
Ponytail,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Golliwogs,
Judy Mowatt,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Happenings,
Kevin Saunderson,
Can,
48th St. Collective,
Essential Logic,
Brick,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Smoke,
Tropical Tobacco,
Don Cherry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Loose Ends,
Massinfluence,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Carl Craig,
John Coltrane,
Quantec,
Goldenarms,
Davy DMX,
Moss Icon,
Amon Düül II,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roger Hodgson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cure,
Chris & Cosey,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kaleidoscope,
Surgeon,
Neu!,
The Modern Lovers,
Lower 48,
Tommy Roe,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.