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 Thailand and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare 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 Oblivians to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hasil Adkins,
X-Ray Spex,
Eden Ahbez,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Neon Judgement,
June of 44,
Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Velvet Underground,
Groovy Waters,
Fad Gadget,
Bootsy Collins,
The Birthday Party,
Sexual Harrassment,
Second Layer,
Bang On A Can,
Inner City,
Schoolly D,
The Angels of Light,
Royal Trux,
Eurythmics,
Aural Exciters,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Human League,
Nirvana,
Morten Harket,
Heaven 17,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jacques Brel,
A Certain Ratio,
Sun Ra,
Swans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Half Japanese,
Robert Görl,
Scan 7,
Au Pairs,
Camouflage,
a-ha,
Mark Hollis,
Von Mondo,
Delta 5,
Chris Corsano,
Sight & Sound,
The Happenings,
The Blackbyrds,
Neil Young,
Ituana,
Rites of Spring,
The Raincoats,
Gong,
Lindisfarne,
Neu!,
Outsiders,
The United States of America,
The Black Dice,
The Wake,
Anakelly,
Thompson Twins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Young Rascals,
Scientists,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.