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 Brazil and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 Scratch Acid to the rock 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Babytalk,
The Standells,
Pussy Galore,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
Sun City Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Charles Mingus,
Malaria!,
Flamin' Groovies,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Make Up,
MC5,
Neu!,
Grandmaster Flash,
Underground Resistance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kaleidoscope,
the Human League,
ABBA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brick,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeff Mills,
Harry Pussy,
Lucky Dragons,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul II Soul,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marvin Gaye,
Barbara Tucker,
Jimmy McGriff,
Average White Band,
MDC,
The Wake,
Electric Prunes,
Sparks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fortunes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Young Rascals,
Scrapy,
Kerri Chandler,
Agent Orange,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minutemen,
Parry Music,
Pulsallama,
Byron Stingily,
Rufus Thomas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fluxion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
Audionom,
Talk Talk,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.