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 United States and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Dave Gahan to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tom Boy,
Eric Copeland,
Mars,
Au Pairs,
The Blackbyrds,
Intrusion,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
K-Klass,
Hardrive,
Minnie Riperton,
Can,
Darondo,
Bootsy Collins,
Stiv Bators,
Camouflage,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hashim,
Andrew Hill,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Pretty Things,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Silicon Teens,
Half Japanese,
Minny Pops,
kango's stein massive,
John Holt,
Faust,
Swell Maps,
Quantec,
Pulsallama,
Althea and Donna,
Amon Düül,
Rites of Spring,
The Birthday Party,
Franke,
La Düsseldorf,
The Black Dice,
Kenny Larkin,
The Pop Group,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Wyatt,
The Gun Club,
Yaz,
The Trojans,
Wally Richardson,
Josef K,
Malaria!,
Lightning Bolt,
The Count Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soul Sonic Force,
Delta 5,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Smog,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Massinfluence,
Isaac Hayes,
The Doobie Brothers,
UT,
Eric Dolphy,
The Knickerbockers,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.