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 Paraguay and from Beijing.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Birthday Party to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Eve St. Jones,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Derrick May,
Michelle Simonal,
Radio Birdman,
The Cramps,
James White and The Blacks,
Sister Nancy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Arcadia,
Eli Mardock,
Metal Thangz,
The Vogues,
The Grass Roots,
Rufus Thomas,
Junior Murvin,
Amazonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Newcleus,
Anthony Braxton,
Cluster,
Peter & Gordon,
Sparks,
The Fuzztones,
Zapp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minor Threat,
Babytalk,
The Stooges,
Easy Going,
Sexual Harrassment,
E-Dancer,
Erasure,
Grauzone,
David Axelrod,
Stiv Bators,
Derrick Morgan,
The Techniques,
Grey Daturas,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Chrome,
Hardrive,
The Mojo Men,
Black Sheep,
The Walker Brothers,
Suburban Knight,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Procol Harum,
Hoover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barclay James Harvest,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monochrome Set,
DJ Sneak,
Stetsasonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Don Cherry,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.