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 Italy and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Public Image Ltd. to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Slave,
Gerry Rafferty,
Popol Vuh,
Nils Olav,
Symarip,
T. Rex,
James White and The Blacks,
Franke,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pantytec,
Cal Tjader,
Mantronix,
Interpol,
Frankie Knuckles,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
The Smiths,
Dual Sessions,
Blancmange,
Unwound,
Mo-Dettes,
48th St. Collective,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yazoo,
The Busters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Index,
The J.B.'s,
The Fugs,
Desert Stars,
Basic Channel,
Altered Images,
Unrelated Segments,
Danielle Patucci,
Brick,
Simply Red,
Moby Grape,
Sam Rivers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gun Club,
World's Most,
The Toasters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nirvana,
The Residents,
Guru Guru,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun City Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Kurtis Blow,
Ponytail,
Michelle Simonal,
Rites of Spring,
Chrome,
Black Moon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.