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 Niger and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Outsiders to the jazz 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Guru Guru,
cv313,
Nick Fraelich,
H. Thieme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sparks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Outsiders,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Don Cherry,
June Days,
Yusef Lateef,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scientists,
Minor Threat,
Lucky Dragons,
The Shadows of Knight,
Television Personalities,
The Names,
E-Dancer,
Zapp,
Rotary Connection,
Talk Talk,
Michelle Simonal,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bluetip,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Erasure,
the Slits,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aloha Tigers,
T.S.O.L.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Clear Light,
Ronnie Foster,
The Velvet Underground,
MDC,
Glenn Branca,
John Foxx,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Massinfluence,
JFA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alton Ellis,
Donald Byrd,
UT,
Pantytec,
Procol Harum,
R.M.O.,
Thompson Twins,
Los Fastidios,
World's Most,
Janne Schatter,
Blossom Toes,
B.T. Express,
Whodini,
The Dirtbombs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vladislav Delay,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.