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 Netherlands and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe 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 AZ to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Smoke,
Malaria!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Monolake,
Piero Umiliani,
Slick Rick,
The Invisible,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Accadde A,
Ituana,
Man Eating Sloth,
Basic Channel,
Graham Central Station,
Black Moon,
Bluetip,
Skarface,
Sight & Sound,
Joy Division,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wasted Youth,
The Slits,
Roger Hodgson,
Funky Four + One,
The Leaves,
The Neon Judgement,
Grauzone,
Johnny Clarke,
Alison Limerick,
The Martian,
L. Decosne,
Sarah Menescal,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gladiators,
Faust,
David Axelrod,
Grey Daturas,
Moebius,
Faraquet,
F. McDonald,
Pagans,
Massinfluence,
One Last Wish,
Deakin,
Alphaville,
Flash Fearless,
Ultra Naté,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Godley & Creme,
Animal Collective,
The Velvet Underground,
Zero Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Severed Heads,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.