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 Japan and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Don Cherry to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Connie Case,
Urselle,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Sheep,
Gang Gang Dance,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scientists,
The Smoke,
Delta 5,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
U.S. Maple,
The Smiths,
Maurizio,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
AZ,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Electric Prunes,
Technova,
Minor Threat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Zeros,
Maleditus Sound,
Yazoo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Severed Heads,
Harmonia,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Trojans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Babytalk,
Ituana,
Faraquet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Half Japanese,
The Barracudas,
Animal Collective,
Don Cherry,
Brick,
Juan Atkins,
Glenn Branca,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Pus,
The Red Krayola,
Dual Sessions,
Cheater Slicks,
Leonard Cohen,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aswad,
Faust,
Mission of Burma,
The Gories,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cramps,
kango's stein massive,
La Düsseldorf,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.