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 Ireland and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Quadrant to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Swell Maps,
Ultra Naté,
Anakelly,
Freddie Wadling,
Sonic Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nico,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Gladiators,
Isaac Hayes,
Q65,
Sällskapet,
Aloha Tigers,
The Raincoats,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Flag,
Junior Murvin,
Jandek,
The Moody Blues,
Japan,
Dorothy Ashby,
The J.B.'s,
KRS-One,
The Index,
Eurythmics,
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yusef Lateef,
Soft Machine,
cv313,
Barrington Levy,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Slackers,
Monks,
The Happenings,
Eden Ahbez,
Cecil Taylor,
Blancmange,
Graham Central Station,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy Collins,
Crash Course in Science,
Chrome,
Television,
Jeff Mills,
Gichy Dan,
Oneida,
Reagan Youth,
Zero Boys,
Cybotron,
Saccharine Trust,
Fluxion,
Symarip,
Livin' Joy,
The Moleskins,
Deakin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ponytail,
Siglo XX,
Inner City,
Second Layer,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.