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 Russia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Das Ding to the dance 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Iggy Pop,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kurtis Blow,
Basic Channel,
Soft Machine,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Zapp,
Pylon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
The Fortunes,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
Main Source,
Sun City Girls,
Smog,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Walker Brothers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Steve Hackett,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
New Age Steppers,
Television Personalities,
Agent Orange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Misunderstood,
Byron Stingily,
Derrick Morgan,
Blake Baxter,
Josef K,
Blancmange,
The Fugs,
the Germs,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Beau Brummels,
R.M.O.,
Eric Dolphy,
Sex Pistols,
Dark Day,
This Heat,
China Crisis,
Jawbox,
The Move,
Crime,
Interpol,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Model 500,
Tim Buckley,
Q and Not U,
The Techniques,
Lalann,
Don Cherry,
Newcleus,
X-Ray Spex,
Ultra Naté,
Little Man,
Sixth Finger,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.