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 Palau and from New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
the Germs,
OOIOO,
Moss Icon,
X-101,
the Slits,
The Searchers,
Connie Case,
The Detroit Cobras,
David McCallum,
Black Pus,
Qualms,
Vladislav Delay,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Albert Ayler,
Outsiders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Stiv Bators,
Japan,
Iggy Pop,
MC5,
Girls At Our Best!,
Harpers Bizarre,
Boogie Down Productions,
Negative Approach,
Joey Negro,
Babytalk,
Jerry's Kids,
Eric Dolphy,
Fat Boys,
Fear,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stereo Dub,
Frankie Knuckles,
Vainqueur,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed,
Grey Daturas,
Gang of Four,
Circle Jerks,
John Foxx,
The Birthday Party,
The Blackbyrds,
Suburban Knight,
The Dirtbombs,
The Durutti Column,
Ultimate Spinach,
Television,
Sexual Harrassment,
Public Enemy,
Sugar Minott,
48th St. Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Marine Girls,
Flipper,
The Divine Comedy,
Cluster,
Isaac Hayes,
Parry Music,
Silicon Teens,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.