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 Cape Verde and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe 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 Glambeats Corp. to the dance 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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeff Lynne,
Scientists,
Man Parrish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sun Ra,
Jacques Brel,
Maurizio,
Soft Cell,
Tubeway Army,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Move,
Urselle,
Moby Grape,
Basic Channel,
The Stooges,
Rod Modell,
Vladislav Delay,
The Busters,
Connie Case,
Roxette,
Althea and Donna,
Loose Ends,
Archie Shepp,
B.T. Express,
Boredoms,
Letta Mbulu,
Flash Fearless,
Lindisfarne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scratch Acid,
Don Cherry,
Japan,
The Music Machine,
The Dead C,
Amon Düül,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soulsonic Force,
Aloha Tigers,
Zero Boys,
Whodini,
Mark Hollis,
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Saccharine Trust,
Matthew Bourne,
Dennis Brown,
Alison Limerick,
Johnny Clarke,
Robert Wyatt,
Fear,
Thompson Twins,
Harry Pussy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Desert Stars,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.