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 United Kingdom and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sonics to the punk 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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ 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 guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maurizio,
Yaz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Make Up,
The Misunderstood,
Oblivians,
Ponytail,
New Age Steppers,
Sparks,
B.T. Express,
Ossler,
Interpol,
Laurel Aitken,
Joe Smooth,
Vainqueur,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Magma,
The Neon Judgement,
Newcleus,
Kas Product,
Crime,
cv313,
Gong,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blancmange,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Womack,
Aaron Thompson,
Franke,
Leonard Cohen,
Rakim,
Donald Byrd,
Massinfluence,
Pylon,
The Durutti Column,
Das Ding,
Chris & Cosey,
Dave Gahan,
Monolake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Whodini,
Public Image Ltd.,
Absolute Body Control,
New Order,
Maleditus Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vladislav Delay,
Lee Hazlewood,
AZ,
Bob Dylan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Schoolly D,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Outsiders,
Sight & Sound,
Scion,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.