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 United Kingdom and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Albert Ayler,
Lakeside,
Thee Headcoats,
Maleditus Sound,
Jacob Miller,
The Golliwogs,
Average White Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aural Exciters,
Patti Smith,
Ice-T,
Glenn Branca,
Echospace,
Neu!,
Bad Manners,
Scratch Acid,
Carl Craig,
The United States of America,
Subhumans,
Jacques Brel,
The Searchers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Second Layer,
One Last Wish,
Roy Ayers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gichy Dan,
Grey Daturas,
Jandek,
Sun Ra,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cluster,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül II,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
K-Klass,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Red Krayola,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pere Ubu,
Minny Pops,
Ronan,
The Kinks,
Brass Construction,
The Buckinghams,
R.M.O.,
The Standells,
Camouflage,
Q65,
Los Fastidios,
Symarip,
The Angels of Light,
Visage,
Harry Pussy,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.