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 Germany and from Beijing.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the dance 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
The Modern Lovers,
Urselle,
Sonic Youth,
David Bowie,
The Associates,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Slits,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nas,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dead C,
Warren Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Flash Fearless,
Lungfish,
Magma,
Technova,
Aaron Thompson,
Lalann,
Archie Shepp,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tomorrow,
Amon Düül,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Symarip,
Excepter,
Robert Hood,
Visage,
The Star Department,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Stooges,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
KRS-One,
Japan,
The Evens,
Subhumans,
Jandek,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pet Shop Boys,
FM Einheit,
Blake Baxter,
Black Pus,
Yaz,
Morten Harket,
Main Source,
Unrelated Segments,
Sun Ra,
Massinfluence,
Erykah Badu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Angry Samoans,
The Busters,
Depeche Mode,
Icehouse,
Pantytec,
The Blackbyrds,
the Soft Cell,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.