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 Bulgaria and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Essential Logic to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Fugazi,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
AZ,
Radio Birdman,
The New Christs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
Drive Like Jehu,
Byron Stingily,
Marmalade,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Byrd,
Pole,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nik Kershaw,
Ronan,
Echospace,
A Certain Ratio,
Sparks,
Josef K,
Lightning Bolt,
The Durutti Column,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delta 5,
Alphaville,
Scion,
Youth Brigade,
Cluster,
Fatback Band,
Technova,
Popol Vuh,
Stockholm Monsters,
Make Up,
cv313,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
These Immortal Souls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moebius,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Doobie Brothers,
Agent Orange,
Aural Exciters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nils Olav,
Alice Coltrane,
Smog,
Crispy Ambulance,
Thompson Twins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stereo Dub,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sight & Sound,
Yazoo,
The Saints,
Brass Construction,
Main Source,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dawn Penn,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.