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 Qatar and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Traffic Nightmare to the crunk 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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marc Almond,
John Foxx,
Newcleus,
Loose Ends,
Harry Pussy,
The Pretty Things,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tres Demented,
Joey Negro,
Gabor Szabo,
Vladislav Delay,
MDC,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fugazi,
The Cure,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faraquet,
The Trojans,
Los Fastidios,
Mark Hollis,
Curtis Mayfield,
JFA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Silicon Teens,
Dual Sessions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roger Hodgson,
Faust,
Rosa Yemen,
Gang Green,
Accadde A,
Crash Course in Science,
Half Japanese,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yusef Lateef,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maleditus Sound,
T. Rex,
Hardrive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lindisfarne,
Skriet,
Grey Daturas,
R.M.O.,
Althea and Donna,
Circle Jerks,
Ultra Naté,
The Modern Lovers,
Fad Gadget,
The Mummies,
Funky Four + One,
Jacob Miller,
Absolute Body Control,
the Association,
Buzzcocks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wings,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.