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 Ecuador and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Niagra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Brass Construction,
DJ Sneak,
Ponytail,
MC5,
Bauhaus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Anakelly,
The Golliwogs,
Rotary Connection,
Oneida,
Suburban Knight,
E-Dancer,
The United States of America,
Ossler,
The Techniques,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Normal,
Magazine,
Juan Atkins,
10cc,
Franke,
ABBA,
Faust,
Isaac Hayes,
Bob Dylan,
Judy Mowatt,
Kerri Chandler,
Outsiders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hasil Adkins,
Prince Buster,
Letta Mbulu,
Cymande,
The Moleskins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Simply Red,
Cybotron,
Sarah Menescal,
Bill Wells,
Von Mondo,
Underground Resistance,
Scientists,
Tommy Roe,
Marshall Jefferson,
Goldenarms,
The Raincoats,
Theoretical Girls,
The Barracudas,
Skriet,
The Blues Magoos,
Rod Modell,
Accadde A,
Aaron Thompson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lower 48,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Foxx,
Darondo,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.