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 Djibouti and from Manila.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Leonard Cohen to the crunk 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Liliput,
In Retrospect,
L. Decosne,
Idris Muhammad,
Unrelated Segments,
Terry Callier,
Tubeway Army,
Minor Threat,
The New Christs,
Mandrill,
The Grass Roots,
Lightning Bolt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-Ray Spex,
The Knickerbockers,
The Litter,
Barrington Levy,
Skarface,
Das Ding,
Wally Richardson,
Howard Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Don Cherry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eurythmics,
Soft Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
John Holt,
Soft Cell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bluetip,
Joyce Sims,
Motorama,
Agent Orange,
Mary Jane Girls,
Connie Case,
Cluster,
Ultimate Spinach,
Excepter,
Chrome,
The Skatalites,
the Normal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Henry Cow,
Chris Corsano,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stetsasonic,
Silicon Teens,
Swell Maps,
Kenny Larkin,
Tommy Roe,
Bob Dylan,
Jeff Lynne,
Boz Scaggs,
Heaven 17,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rotary Connection,
The Cure,
Brick,
Lucky Dragons,
Accadde A,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.