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 Lebanon and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rufus Thomas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
The Searchers,
Can,
Second Layer,
Eurythmics,
the Swans,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camouflage,
Amon Düül,
Loose Ends,
Oneida,
Neil Young,
Rites of Spring,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Index,
David McCallum,
Warsaw,
Eric Dolphy,
Skriet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Quadrant,
Michelle Simonal,
Andrew Hill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q65,
Robert Wyatt,
Gastr Del Sol,
L. Decosne,
Mandrill,
Josef K,
Bill Near,
Vainqueur,
Half Japanese,
Vladislav Delay,
Bizarre Inc.,
Average White Band,
Symarip,
Main Source,
Lyres,
Lee Hazlewood,
UT,
Pylon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cheater Slicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Shoche,
Kenny Larkin,
Pantytec,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Warren Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Terry Callier,
Excepter,
Surgeon,
Sugar Minott,
T. Rex,
The Neon Judgement,
The Durutti Column,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gabor Szabo,
Girls At Our Best!,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.