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 Switzerland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the rock 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Rites of Spring,
Harry Pussy,
The Searchers,
Eli Mardock,
The Residents,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Christie,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Blackbyrds,
China Crisis,
Sun Ra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Motorama,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter and Kerry,
The Alarm Clocks,
Youth Brigade,
Pet Shop Boys,
Franke,
Smog,
Delta 5,
Anthony Braxton,
Idris Muhammad,
Leonard Cohen,
Scrapy,
T.S.O.L.,
Joe Finger,
EPMD,
Ituana,
The New Christs,
Whodini,
Accadde A,
OOIOO,
Skaos,
Morten Harket,
Clear Light,
Thee Headcoats,
Eric Dolphy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed,
Mo-Dettes,
Bauhaus,
Rekid,
the Association,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Green,
Cecil Taylor,
Von Mondo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sparks,
Sister Nancy,
The Raincoats,
The Stooges,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Bar-Kays,
Black Sheep,
Skriet,
Vainqueur,
New York Dolls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.