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 Cameroon and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Colin Newman to the dance 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell 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?
Negative Approach,
Black Flag,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roxette,
Country Teasers,
The Raincoats,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The J.B.'s,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Little Man,
The Smoke,
Skaos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Glenn Branca,
The Martian,
the Sonics,
Black Pus,
Barrington Levy,
Rod Modell,
Flipper,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alison Limerick,
Basic Channel,
Reagan Youth,
Symarip,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Schoolly D,
The Cramps,
Lucky Dragons,
Sonny Sharrock,
The New Christs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marc Almond,
Joe Finger,
The Buckinghams,
Davy DMX,
Brothers Johnson,
Ponytail,
Duran Duran,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
E-Dancer,
Black Sheep,
F. McDonald,
The Victims,
Swell Maps,
Crash Course in Science,
Pylon,
Reuben Wilson,
Andrew Hill,
Alice Coltrane,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.