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 Denmark and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Panda Bear to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
PIL,
The Dirtbombs,
The Raincoats,
The Motions,
Kaleidoscope,
Fela Kuti,
Crooked Eye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Residents,
Archie Shepp,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lakeside,
Bob Dylan,
New Age Steppers,
ABC,
Monolake,
Eden Ahbez,
Sexual Harrassment,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scrapy,
Brass Construction,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kerri Chandler,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Radiohead,
Yazoo,
The Velvet Underground,
The Barracudas,
Ronan,
Albert Ayler,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Max Romeo,
Sparks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dave Gahan,
The Searchers,
Monks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jacob Miller,
The Litter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Porter Ricks,
The Evens,
Fear,
Ludus,
Swans,
Eddi Front,
CMW,
One Last Wish,
Tommy Roe,
Freddie Wadling,
Joensuu 1685,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Divine Comedy,
Underground Resistance,
The Martian,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.