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 Iran and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the dance 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Stereo Dub,
Mission of Burma,
Underground Resistance,
Yaz,
H. Thieme,
Yusef Lateef,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gabor Szabo,
Hasil Adkins,
Carl Craig,
The Fortunes,
Nirvana,
Ultravox,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Sheep,
Interpol,
The Slits,
Agent Orange,
Maleditus Sound,
Suburban Knight,
Rufus Thomas,
Lucky Dragons,
Spoonie Gee,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Stooges,
Dave Gahan,
John Holt,
Theoretical Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
Skarface,
Aaron Thompson,
June of 44,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-101,
Jandek,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lower 48,
Joe Smooth,
The Victims,
The Dave Clark Five,
Excepter,
The Saints,
Moby Grape,
Gang Starr,
AZ,
Dual Sessions,
Au Pairs,
Desert Stars,
Cal Tjader,
Mars,
The Raincoats,
Delta 5,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Associates,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tom Boy,
Aswad,
Bobby Womack,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.