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 Namibia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scion to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Outsiders,
Barrington Levy,
R.M.O.,
Isaac Hayes,
The Litter,
Television Personalities,
the Slits,
Nirvana,
The Divine Comedy,
Alison Limerick,
Icehouse,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Monolake,
X-101,
Underground Resistance,
Wasted Youth,
Lindisfarne,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suicide,
Monks,
Drexciya,
China Crisis,
Ice-T,
Moss Icon,
Erykah Badu,
Average White Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Germs,
Liliput,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sonic Youth,
the Association,
The Knickerbockers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Judy Mowatt,
Bootsy Collins,
Slave,
Minnie Riperton,
Minny Pops,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warren Ellis,
Joy Division,
The Fire Engines,
Idris Muhammad,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mission of Burma,
Yazoo,
The Zeros,
Sun City Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Slick Rick,
The Associates,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nick Fraelich,
Faust,
The Motions,
Kas Product,
Sixth Finger,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.