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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scott Walker to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Selecter. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Warsaw,
Swans,
Gregory Isaacs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Electric Prunes,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Sonics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hot Snakes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Ossler,
The Move,
The Stooges,
Deepchord,
Matthew Bourne,
The Leaves,
The Grass Roots,
Iggy Pop,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sam Rivers,
Dawn Penn,
Aswad,
Connie Case,
Gang of Four,
Sixth Finger,
Kenny Larkin,
Schoolly D,
Cymande,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Hood,
The Beau Brummels,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bush Tetras,
The Knickerbockers,
Loose Ends,
LL Cool J,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mummies,
the Normal,
The Fortunes,
Oneida,
Max Romeo,
Amon Düül,
Mr. Review,
Groovy Waters,
Ronnie Foster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jeff Mills,
David Axelrod,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Count Five,
PIL,
Davy DMX,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lungfish,
Grey Daturas,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.