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 Togo and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Nik Kershaw to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
The Standells,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Silicon Teens,
Freddie Wadling,
KRS-One,
Lungfish,
Tres Demented,
Howard Jones,
Fat Boys,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
The Slits,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rapeman,
Harpers Bizarre,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eden Ahbez,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arcadia,
Tropical Tobacco,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jandek,
Fluxion,
The Cramps,
The Golliwogs,
Connie Case,
Popol Vuh,
Mission of Burma,
Brand Nubian,
Rekid,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soulsonic Force,
EPMD,
Aaron Thompson,
The Sonics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Dead C,
Swell Maps,
Accadde A,
Babytalk,
The Mummies,
Lightning Bolt,
The Velvet Underground,
Lyres,
Ronnie Foster,
Brass Construction,
Saccharine Trust,
Spandau Ballet,
The Techniques,
Cybotron,
Pantytec,
Warsaw,
Vainqueur,
Danielle Patucci,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.