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 Pakistan and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Arab on Radar to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Altered Images,
H. Thieme,
Chris & Cosey,
Camberwell Now,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tropical Tobacco,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Livin' Joy,
Dave Gahan,
Pantytec,
Ultravox,
Cheater Slicks,
Blake Baxter,
The Gories,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
The American Breed,
Roger Hodgson,
cv313,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gun Club,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Deepchord,
Bobby Sherman,
The Human League,
The Young Rascals,
Faraquet,
Arthur Verocai,
Lungfish,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DNA,
These Immortal Souls,
B.T. Express,
Wings,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Seeds,
Eden Ahbez,
The Red Krayola,
Inner City,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oneida,
Agitation Free,
Negative Approach,
Aural Exciters,
Trumans Water,
Maleditus Sound,
K-Klass,
48th St. Collective,
The Five Americans,
Unrelated Segments,
Patti Smith,
The Dirtbombs,
Mandrill,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.