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 Kyrgyzstan and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the dance 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Radiohead,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hasil Adkins,
John Holt,
LL Cool J,
Skarface,
The Happenings,
Barrington Levy,
Brand Nubian,
The Moleskins,
Amon Düül,
Con Funk Shun,
Cluster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Maleditus Sound,
Kayak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fatback Band,
the Swans,
Ultra Naté,
kango's stein massive,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun Ra,
June Days,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Malaria!,
Simply Red,
Avey Tare,
Tubeway Army,
Guru Guru,
The Fall,
JFA,
X-101,
Marvin Gaye,
Joe Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultimate Spinach,
MDC,
Joey Negro,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Starr,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Curtis Mayfield,
Hashim,
Lakeside,
K-Klass,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Misunderstood,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun City Girls,
Lower 48,
The Move,
Moby Grape,
Dead Boys,
Jacob Miller,
U.S. Maple,
Dark Day,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.