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 Mongolia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Cymande to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tom Boy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Anakelly,
Darondo,
Niagra,
Slave,
Gang of Four,
Davy DMX,
The Barracudas,
Television,
Aswad,
The Monks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Accadde A,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Pretty Things,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Malaria!,
Ice-T,
The Standells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
D'Angelo,
Procol Harum,
The Cramps,
Sixth Finger,
The Sonics,
K-Klass,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nirvana,
Joyce Sims,
Magazine,
The Star Department,
One Last Wish,
Oneida,
John Foxx,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric Copeland,
The Fall,
Dual Sessions,
the Association,
The Fortunes,
10cc,
Jawbox,
This Heat,
Swans,
Icehouse,
Aaron Thompson,
Joy Division,
Yellowson,
Saccharine Trust,
Althea and Donna,
The Fugs,
Ronan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Smog,
Lungfish,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.