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 Afghanistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Khruangbin to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Sight & Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Chris & Cosey,
Parry Music,
Crispy Ambulance,
Symarip,
Boredoms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moebius,
Lucky Dragons,
Von Mondo,
Jerry's Kids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Residents,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Happenings,
Mad Mike,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Pus,
The Vogues,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeru the Damaja,
L. Decosne,
Crooked Eye,
Janne Schatter,
Althea and Donna,
Quando Quango,
Deepchord,
Young Marble Giants,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lyres,
The Golliwogs,
Mars,
Sun City Girls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bad Manners,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalann,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bush Tetras,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Raincoats,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Laurel Aitken,
Eric Dolphy,
Lightning Bolt,
The Slackers,
Dave Gahan,
Lungfish,
Colin Newman,
John Coltrane,
Whodini,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Motorama,
Stiv Bators,
The Electric Prunes,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.