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 Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Black Flag 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Howard Jones,
Morten Harket,
Aloha Tigers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fatback Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Prince Buster,
Saccharine Trust,
Brothers Johnson,
Negative Approach,
The American Breed,
Suicide,
Icehouse,
Gabor Szabo,
Young Marble Giants,
June Days,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Spandau Ballet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lalo Schifrin,
X-101,
The Victims,
Au Pairs,
Terry Callier,
Q65,
L. Decosne,
The Music Machine,
Soft Machine,
Scott Walker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yusef Lateef,
JFA,
Joey Negro,
Jawbox,
Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
Minor Threat,
Con Funk Shun,
Albert Ayler,
Todd Rundgren,
Mad Mike,
Reagan Youth,
Sam Rivers,
Malaria!,
John Lydon,
The Five Americans,
The Names,
Mandrill,
Suburban Knight,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ohio Players,
Gang Green,
Skaos,
Juan Atkins,
Sun City Girls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Sound,
Neu!,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.