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 Australia and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Stooges to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Halsall,
Alison Limerick,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
World's Most,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sixth Finger,
Marmalade,
Erykah Badu,
Maleditus Sound,
Technova,
The Golliwogs,
Qualms,
The Music Machine,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultravox,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mummies,
EPMD,
Cymande,
Saccharine Trust,
Outsiders,
Livin' Joy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Techniques,
Johnny Clarke,
China Crisis,
The Real Kids,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Subhumans,
Steve Hackett,
Black Sheep,
Con Funk Shun,
The Knickerbockers,
Oblivians,
Excepter,
Quantec,
The Star Department,
Reagan Youth,
Public Enemy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harmonia,
Mars,
Spoonie Gee,
Eli Mardock,
Minnie Riperton,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Germs,
Monks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scientists,
10cc,
Chris Corsano,
The United States of America,
Vladislav Delay,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-Ray Spex,
B.T. Express,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scion,
Visage,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.