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 Brunei and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Maleditus Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
The Gap Band,
Grey Daturas,
Traffic Nightmare,
Terrestrial Tones,
Faraquet,
Gong,
Lou Reed,
Dorothy Ashby,
Unrelated Segments,
the Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Fad Gadget,
Scientists,
Danielle Patucci,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dave Gahan,
Morten Harket,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
MDC,
Joy Division,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Absolute Body Control,
Saccharine Trust,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bronski Beat,
The Cure,
Black Bananas,
Suicide,
The Stooges,
Mantronix,
Talk Talk,
The United States of America,
Fugazi,
Clear Light,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Patti Smith,
Youth Brigade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Siglo XX,
Desert Stars,
Nils Olav,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Amon Düül,
Michelle Simonal,
Moby Grape,
Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slackers,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Beau Brummels,
Anakelly,
Blancmange,
Hoover,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Saints,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reuben Wilson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.