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 Sweden and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visage to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Smog,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun Ra,
Moss Icon,
Letta Mbulu,
Easy Going,
Fluxion,
LL Cool J,
The Mojo Men,
Oneida,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sugar Minott,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Danielle Patucci,
Joey Negro,
The Seeds,
Derrick May,
UT,
DJ Sneak,
Khruangbin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Procol Harum,
Joy Division,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül II,
Radiohead,
Arab on Radar,
Royal Trux,
One Last Wish,
Joensuu 1685,
Circle Jerks,
Audionom,
Theoretical Girls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bluetip,
Agent Orange,
Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Swell Maps,
Suicide,
Pere Ubu,
Man Parrish,
John Coltrane,
Mars,
B.T. Express,
Metal Thangz,
The Gun Club,
The Stooges,
Kas Product,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Johnny Clarke,
The Birthday Party,
Basic Channel,
FM Einheit,
Minutemen,
Dennis Brown,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.