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 India and from Columbus.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the disco 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lungfish,
Dual Sessions,
Graham Central Station,
Black Bananas,
Severed Heads,
Roxette,
Model 500,
Colin Newman,
Davy DMX,
Sister Nancy,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gap Band,
Little Man,
Lyres,
Rhythm & Sound,
Adolescents,
The Modern Lovers,
Stereo Dub,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Motions,
Bauhaus,
Intrusion,
Slave,
Brass Construction,
Tomorrow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Human League,
Erasure,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Christie,
Jandek,
Black Moon,
Rites of Spring,
L. Decosne,
The Angels of Light,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
K-Klass,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Los Fastidios,
The Zeros,
Gang Green,
Brick,
Lucky Dragons,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marine Girls,
Make Up,
Lindisfarne,
The Sonics,
Darondo,
KRS-One,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fire Engines,
Rakim,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Five Americans,
The United States of America,
Faraquet,
Scientists,
Lakeside,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.