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 Iraq and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare 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 These Immortal Souls to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet 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 theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nas,
Stereo Dub,
La Düsseldorf,
Duran Duran,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scion,
The Gun Club,
The Count Five,
Idris Muhammad,
In Retrospect,
Section 25,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
Schoolly D,
Pagans,
Kevin Saunderson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Offenders,
Mr. Review,
Andrew Hill,
Warren Ellis,
Popol Vuh,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Metal Thangz,
Cal Tjader,
Von Mondo,
Piero Umiliani,
Boogie Down Productions,
Smog,
Silicon Teens,
Joy Division,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fear,
John Coltrane,
The United States of America,
Gang Starr,
John Foxx,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blake Baxter,
Eurythmics,
Dave Gahan,
Make Up,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Grass Roots,
Boredoms,
ABBA,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deakin,
Index,
Cameo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pulsallama,
Jesper Dahlback,
Electric Prunes,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.