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 Papua New Guinea and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
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 rhodes 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 Marine Girls to the disco 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Erasure,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neu!,
Black Bananas,
PIL,
The Dead C,
Television,
MDC,
Pharoah Sanders,
Panda Bear,
Funky Four + One,
Fugazi,
a-ha,
Kas Product,
Bootsy Collins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonic Youth,
Alphaville,
One Last Wish,
Amon Düül II,
China Crisis,
The Fugs,
Roxy Music,
The Busters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joey Negro,
Jimmy McGriff,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Harpers Bizarre,
Moss Icon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Thompson Twins,
the Soft Cell,
48th St. Collective,
Goldenarms,
Leonard Cohen,
Barry Ungar,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wolf Eyes,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Junior Murvin,
Bill Wells,
Amon Düül,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grey Daturas,
Crispy Ambulance,
Swell Maps,
T. Rex,
Rapeman,
Urselle,
The Trojans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
This Heat,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.