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 Greece and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nation of Ulysses to the techno 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
K-Klass,
Terry Callier,
Subhumans,
Nas,
Lungfish,
Theoretical Girls,
L. Decosne,
June of 44,
Index,
Grey Daturas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DJ Sneak,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Offenders,
Zero Boys,
Ituana,
Au Pairs,
Donald Byrd,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Groovy Waters,
Echospace,
Pylon,
Adolescents,
ABBA,
Qualms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
The Busters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Darondo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cecil Taylor,
The New Christs,
The Names,
Clear Light,
Ultravox,
Marine Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Beau Brummels,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neu!,
Amon Düül II,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Amazonics,
Dave Gahan,
X-Ray Spex,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
48th St. Collective,
Oneida,
Janne Schatter,
Alphaville,
Cal Tjader,
Anthony Braxton,
Bronski Beat,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kenny Larkin,
Leonard Cohen,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.