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 Iran and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Slave to the electroclash 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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
ABC,
cv313,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Oblivians,
Fugazi,
FM Einheit,
Pere Ubu,
Aswad,
Lalann,
Kerri Chandler,
Public Image Ltd.,
Duran Duran,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Warsaw,
The Dirtbombs,
U.S. Maple,
Don Cherry,
Suicide,
Shuggie Otis,
Masters at Work,
Oneida,
Sarah Menescal,
The Seeds,
Animal Collective,
The Vogues,
In Retrospect,
The Shadows of Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
Blake Baxter,
The Star Department,
Patti Smith,
Siglo XX,
Tres Demented,
Reuben Wilson,
Rosa Yemen,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Easy Going,
The American Breed,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minutemen,
Negative Approach,
10cc,
The Birthday Party,
Erasure,
Camouflage,
kango's stein massive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gladiators,
Babytalk,
Jacques Brel,
Connie Case,
Moss Icon,
T. Rex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shoche,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ponytail,
Von Mondo,
Liliput,
Cal Tjader,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.