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 Afghanistan and from Bremen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 the Sonics to the jazz 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crime,
Cal Tjader,
Loose Ends,
The Raincoats,
Terrestrial Tones,
The United States of America,
Byron Stingily,
Terry Callier,
Delta 5,
Maurizio,
The Litter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dead Boys,
Eddi Front,
Sixth Finger,
Altered Images,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Standells,
Dawn Penn,
Harmonia,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Association,
Sight & Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hot Snakes,
David McCallum,
X-102,
Lakeside,
The Monochrome Set,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Gun Club,
Marine Girls,
Second Layer,
Gichy Dan,
The Vogues,
Sandy B,
Visage,
B.T. Express,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Letta Mbulu,
Au Pairs,
The Fugs,
One Last Wish,
Peter & Gordon,
John Foxx,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Smiths,
Roxy Music,
Slick Rick,
kango's stein massive,
Morten Harket,
Moebius,
cv313,
Basic Channel,
Mo-Dettes,
Rapeman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Anthony Braxton,
Negative Approach,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.