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 Croatia and from Glasgow.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Derrick May,
The Grass Roots,
Johnny Clarke,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Bourne,
Adolescents,
The Selecter,
Sister Nancy,
Neil Young,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gong,
H. Thieme,
Gastr Del Sol,
Albert Ayler,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kool Moe Dee,
X-102,
DNA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bang On A Can,
Amon Düül,
The Buckinghams,
Siglo XX,
Au Pairs,
JFA,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Andrew Hill,
Bush Tetras,
The J.B.'s,
Neu!,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Golliwogs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Throbbing Gristle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
La Düsseldorf,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dave Gahan,
The Leaves,
Joensuu 1685,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Reuben Wilson,
Jeff Mills,
Mission of Burma,
Ultravox,
Schoolly D,
Gang Starr,
LL Cool J,
The United States of America,
Whodini,
Maleditus Sound,
The Cure,
Susan Cadogan,
Derrick Morgan,
48th St. Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.