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 Comoros and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 clarinet 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 Kurtis Blow to the crunk 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Ronan,
Tubeway Army,
Anthony Braxton,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tomorrow,
Rapeman,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Adolescents,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
PIL,
Symarip,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terry Callier,
Lou Christie,
Fat Boys,
Howard Jones,
Cybotron,
Average White Band,
The Offenders,
Frankie Knuckles,
Massinfluence,
E-Dancer,
Essential Logic,
Underground Resistance,
The Gap Band,
JFA,
The Pop Group,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tommy Roe,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare,
Kayak,
Urselle,
Josef K,
Interpol,
Darondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Au Pairs,
Grey Daturas,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Desert Stars,
Lindisfarne,
Absolute Body Control,
One Last Wish,
Electric Prunes,
Cecil Taylor,
The Names,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fall,
Moebius,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lightning Bolt,
Procol Harum,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stiv Bators,
Ossler,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.