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 Armenia and from Jakarta.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Sparks to the funk 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Womack,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bush Tetras,
Young Marble Giants,
Carl Craig,
Jerry's Kids,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxette,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joy Division,
Harmonia,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pantaleimon,
The Dead C,
Moebius,
Saccharine Trust,
Isaac Hayes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funkadelic,
Gang of Four,
Duran Duran,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roxy Music,
Skarface,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Human League,
DNA,
The Selecter,
Todd Terry,
New York Dolls,
Basic Channel,
Joey Negro,
Oblivians,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Faraquet,
The Fuzztones,
Sun City Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Byrd,
Pagans,
Brothers Johnson,
Anthony Braxton,
the Germs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Black Flag,
These Immortal Souls,
Cameo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
DJ Style,
Slick Rick,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arcadia,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.