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 United Kingdom and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 John Cale to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Masters at Work,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ludus,
Ponytail,
Andrew Hill,
The Young Rascals,
Blancmange,
Idris Muhammad,
Brass Construction,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ossler,
Flamin' Groovies,
Icehouse,
FM Einheit,
Chris & Cosey,
Sällskapet,
The Sonics,
The Dirtbombs,
Thompson Twins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Von Mondo,
T.S.O.L.,
Mantronix,
Malaria!,
The Fire Engines,
Dawn Penn,
Roy Ayers,
The Durutti Column,
Little Man,
E-Dancer,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warsaw,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Monolake,
Scratch Acid,
Radiohead,
June of 44,
Blake Baxter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Unrelated Segments,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MDC,
Fluxion,
Scrapy,
ABBA,
Sex Pistols,
Blossom Toes,
Joy Division,
Trumans Water,
Josef K,
Oneida,
Marc Almond,
X-102,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Piero Umiliani,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The New Christs,
Toni Rubio,
The Modern Lovers,
the Sonics,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.