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 Chad and from Mexico City.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Unwound to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Erykah Badu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Beasts of Bourbon,
LL Cool J,
The Fugs,
Yaz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Negative Approach,
Patti Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Christie,
Isaac Hayes,
Crooked Eye,
Ronan,
the Germs,
KRS-One,
Bootsy Collins,
Alphaville,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Prunes,
L. Decosne,
Howard Jones,
The Black Dice,
Subhumans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Charles Mingus,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jandek,
Peter and Kerry,
The Monochrome Set,
Radio Birdman,
EPMD,
Technova,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Groovy Waters,
Deepchord,
The Neon Judgement,
Moby Grape,
Amon Düül II,
The Residents,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rosa Yemen,
John Cale,
Sonic Youth,
Faraquet,
Spoonie Gee,
Marine Girls,
Joe Finger,
Minny Pops,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Smog,
Man Parrish,
Qualms,
X-101,
Black Pus,
Make Up,
cv313,
Warsaw,
Index,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.