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 Grenada and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Blues Magoos to the techno 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Country Teasers,
Pylon,
ABC,
Essential Logic,
Half Japanese,
Hoover,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Basic Channel,
Joyce Sims,
Danielle Patucci,
The American Breed,
Jawbox,
Cameo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David Bowie,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Stooges,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Au Pairs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Sound,
K-Klass,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Real Kids,
Accadde A,
Radiohead,
Letta Mbulu,
Jandek,
Pagans,
Bauhaus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
EPMD,
John Foxx,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Invisible,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gong,
David Axelrod,
Lindisfarne,
Anakelly,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cybotron,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Matthew Bourne,
Parry Music,
The Saints,
New Age Steppers,
The Motions,
Carl Craig,
Rod Modell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minutemen,
Kenny Larkin,
Bluetip,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.