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 Moldova and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sun City Girls to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Wire,
Michelle Simonal,
Wings,
Agitation Free,
Motorama,
Flash Fearless,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Bar-Kays,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bobby Byrd,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Hood,
X-Ray Spex,
Nils Olav,
T.S.O.L.,
Lucky Dragons,
China Crisis,
Buzzcocks,
The Gories,
Moby Grape,
Wally Richardson,
R.M.O.,
The Cowsills,
D'Angelo,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed,
Lindisfarne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Human League,
The Raincoats,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun City Girls,
Crime,
John Coltrane,
EPMD,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Underground Resistance,
Blossom Toes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rites of Spring,
Fela Kuti,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Al Stewart,
Steve Hackett,
Andrew Hill,
OOIOO,
Pantytec,
The Happenings,
Outsiders,
Masters at Work,
Sam Rivers,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Fania All-Stars,
T. Rex,
Lungfish,
Bad Manners,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Green,
Make Up,
Aswad,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.