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 Lithuania and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Evens to the crunk 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat 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?
Faust,
Nik Kershaw,
Tim Buckley,
Amon Düül II,
Lebanon Hanover,
Zapp,
The Victims,
Gang Green,
The Doobie Brothers,
Whodini,
The Kinks,
Severed Heads,
Motorama,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Martian,
Ken Boothe,
Public Enemy,
Heaven 17,
Anthony Braxton,
Pantaleimon,
The Real Kids,
Organ,
Derrick May,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cramps,
Swell Maps,
One Last Wish,
Easy Going,
The Smoke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bang On A Can,
Ultra Naté,
D'Angelo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Görl,
Nirvana,
The Monochrome Set,
Adolescents,
Technova,
Massinfluence,
The Divine Comedy,
The Neon Judgement,
Bill Wells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Silicon Teens,
John Holt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Evens,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cure,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Clarke,
cv313,
The Mummies,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.