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 Haiti and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Q65 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
The Techniques,
Dual Sessions,
Los Fastidios,
kango's stein massive,
Archie Shepp,
Joe Finger,
The Dead C,
Davy DMX,
Wolf Eyes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Parry Music,
John Foxx,
LL Cool J,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerri Chandler,
Procol Harum,
Swell Maps,
Bill Near,
Godley & Creme,
The Golliwogs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Associates,
X-102,
Cybotron,
The Wake,
Gang Starr,
Nas,
Pantaleimon,
Altered Images,
Peter and Kerry,
The Monks,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Christie,
Niagra,
The Last Poets,
The Electric Prunes,
Tres Demented,
Mantronix,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ponytail,
Adolescents,
Lalo Schifrin,
James White and The Blacks,
Q and Not U,
Country Teasers,
Quando Quango,
Sun City Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Mummies,
Bobby Womack,
Jeru the Damaja,
Warren Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
T. Rex,
Chris & Cosey,
The Flesh Eaters,
Minnie Riperton,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rufus Thomas,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.