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 Brazil and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 Eyeless In Gaza 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Al Stewart,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fugs,
Dennis Brown,
Skriet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Masters at Work,
Nico,
kango's stein massive,
China Crisis,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Move,
Minutemen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erykah Badu,
Crime,
The United States of America,
The Index,
The Zeros,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joe Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
Schoolly D,
KRS-One,
The Gap Band,
The Gun Club,
Rekid,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Urselle,
Q65,
Faraquet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kerrie Biddell,
La Düsseldorf,
Lakeside,
Public Enemy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun Ra,
Ken Boothe,
Gang Green,
Ultravox,
Bobby Sherman,
The Flesh Eaters,
Subhumans,
Mantronix,
Symarip,
Cybotron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Television,
Donald Byrd,
Steve Hackett,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Anakelly,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Reed,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Average White Band,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.