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 Angola and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Zapp,
Altered Images,
Tears for Fears,
Rekid,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aloha Tigers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fuzztones,
The Wake,
Minor Threat,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Velvet Underground,
Soft Machine,
Black Moon,
Echospace,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Görl,
Sonic Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Infiniti,
Harmonia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Germs,
D'Angelo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Kinks,
Anthony Braxton,
Mandrill,
Drexciya,
Suicide,
The Skatalites,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Prince Buster,
Albert Ayler,
Glenn Branca,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
L. Decosne,
Brick,
John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Amazonics,
Basic Channel,
Blossom Toes,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang Green,
the Association,
Isaac Hayes,
The Selecter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Lightning Bolt,
Bush Tetras,
Wolf Eyes,
Wasted Youth,
Clear Light,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.