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 Guatemala and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin 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 Hardrive to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultra Naté,
Moby Grape,
Freddie Wadling,
This Heat,
Ituana,
Gang Green,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Qualms,
Moss Icon,
Neu!,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Matthew Bourne,
Reagan Youth,
Blancmange,
June of 44,
Radio Birdman,
Sight & Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stetsasonic,
Mr. Review,
Heaven 17,
the Swans,
Marvin Gaye,
The Trojans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Zapp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Davy DMX,
Silicon Teens,
Ludus,
Fad Gadget,
The Sonics,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marc Almond,
Donald Byrd,
Boogie Down Productions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Axelrod,
Delta 5,
The Electric Prunes,
Leonard Cohen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric Dolphy,
China Crisis,
The Sound,
Yaz,
Prince Buster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crispian St. Peters,
Animal Collective,
Visage,
Fatback Band,
Los Fastidios,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rufus Thomas,
The Offenders,
Slave,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.