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 Macedonia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Rotary Connection to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Eve St. Jones,
Lalann,
Sun City Girls,
The Real Kids,
Connie Case,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Depeche Mode,
The Last Poets,
Eric Dolphy,
Harry Pussy,
John Coltrane,
Basic Channel,
Supertramp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Music Machine,
Essential Logic,
Cecil Taylor,
Maleditus Sound,
Chrome,
These Immortal Souls,
Susan Cadogan,
The Toasters,
Smog,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ice-T,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Unwound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Isaac Hayes,
Maurizio,
Little Man,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Television,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sex Pistols,
Ultimate Spinach,
R.M.O.,
Von Mondo,
Ituana,
The Techniques,
Soul II Soul,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camouflage,
Main Source,
Fatback Band,
Swans,
Jawbox,
The Birthday Party,
Boz Scaggs,
Faraquet,
John Foxx,
Circle Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lightning Bolt,
Nick Fraelich,
Severed Heads,
Glenn Branca,
The Star Department,
The Moleskins,
Crash Course in Science,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.