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 Guinea-Bissau and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro 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 Invisible to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Evens,
Aaron Thompson,
Bluetip,
Nico,
The Real Kids,
The Red Krayola,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stereo Dub,
cv313,
Animal Collective,
Surgeon,
Joyce Sims,
Black Sheep,
New York Dolls,
Tim Buckley,
New Age Steppers,
Moby Grape,
8 Eyed Spy,
Steve Hackett,
Yellowson,
Gang of Four,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lakeside,
Brothers Johnson,
Adolescents,
The Invisible,
Technova,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Underground Resistance,
The Gladiators,
Whodini,
Hardrive,
Anthony Braxton,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeru the Damaja,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eurythmics,
Pylon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mad Mike,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Matthew Halsall,
The Happenings,
This Heat,
Harmonia,
Zapp,
Byron Stingily,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Drexciya,
The United States of America,
Suburban Knight,
Easy Going,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dawn Penn,
Ludus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Niagra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.