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 Uruguay and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba 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 Lou Reed to the funk 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Roy Ayers,
Boredoms,
Fad Gadget,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Barclay James Harvest,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Circle Jerks,
Marc Almond,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skarface,
Brothers Johnson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Juan Atkins,
Kerri Chandler,
Eurythmics,
Neu!,
Charles Mingus,
T.S.O.L.,
Freddie Wadling,
Sight & Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
Junior Murvin,
Duran Duran,
Pantaleimon,
Quando Quango,
Yazoo,
Audionom,
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
The Happenings,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The American Breed,
CMW,
Mary Jane Girls,
Underground Resistance,
Oneida,
The Leaves,
Aaron Thompson,
Deakin,
Vladislav Delay,
The Dead C,
Tears for Fears,
Moby Grape,
Royal Trux,
The Human League,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
Zero Boys,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lakeside,
The Index,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Selecter,
The Black Dice,
Brand Nubian,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bang On A Can,
Infiniti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wings,
The Cowsills,
Oblivians,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.