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 San Marino and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 Sonic Youth to the rap 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sun City Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
Ohio Players,
Marshall Jefferson,
Youth Brigade,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
June of 44,
Bill Near,
Don Cherry,
Yazoo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fall,
The Gories,
Alice Coltrane,
The Index,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ornette Coleman,
Judy Mowatt,
Crash Course in Science,
Simply Red,
Dual Sessions,
Lungfish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Connie Case,
cv313,
Mad Mike,
the Swans,
Eden Ahbez,
Bauhaus,
B.T. Express,
The Barracudas,
Arthur Verocai,
Jeff Mills,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yellowson,
Agitation Free,
Pere Ubu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Skriet,
The Neon Judgement,
Freddie Wadling,
Index,
Junior Murvin,
Pylon,
Fela Kuti,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Magma,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultravox,
The Mojo Men,
Mandrill,
Average White Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.