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 Guatemala and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Youth Brigade to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Roxette,
Bobby Sherman,
Idris Muhammad,
The Raincoats,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kas Product,
Von Mondo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Hood,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hoover,
Avey Tare,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Bananas,
Cheater Slicks,
Section 25,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Techniques,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vladislav Delay,
Simply Red,
Hasil Adkins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Robert Wyatt,
Pierre Henry,
Ken Boothe,
Connie Case,
Technova,
Radiopuhelimet,
Patti Smith,
The Smoke,
The Vogues,
Blossom Toes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Au Pairs,
Visage,
Soft Machine,
Ohio Players,
The J.B.'s,
Marine Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Easy Going,
Brick,
The Blackbyrds,
Alison Limerick,
a-ha,
John Lydon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiohead,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Remains,
Donald Byrd,
Derrick May,
The Doobie Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Barbara Tucker,
Fela Kuti,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.