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 Australia and from Woodstock.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 Jawbox to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
FM Einheit,
The Monochrome Set,
Man Parrish,
Lou Christie,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sound Behaviour,
The Zeros,
Yaz,
Dual Sessions,
Saccharine Trust,
Blossom Toes,
Hashim,
Jawbox,
Leonard Cohen,
The Seeds,
Groovy Waters,
The Leaves,
Negative Approach,
Organ,
Quando Quango,
Lindisfarne,
Jeff Lynne,
Young Marble Giants,
Grandmaster Flash,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Country Teasers,
The Black Dice,
The Slackers,
the Association,
Vladislav Delay,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantaleimon,
Mars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grey Daturas,
The Raincoats,
Circle Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Swans,
Pole,
Radiohead,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tomorrow,
Bill Wells,
Rekid,
Suburban Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Quadrant,
Freddie Wadling,
Excepter,
The Moleskins,
Make Up,
F. McDonald,
Soft Cell,
Anthony Braxton,
Depeche Mode,
The Barracudas,
The United States of America,
Scientists,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.