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 Nauru and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kurtis Blow to the crunk 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Duran Duran,
Gang Starr,
Howard Jones,
The Zeros,
Gong,
Skriet,
Mr. Review,
Janne Schatter,
Harmonia,
Rod Modell,
Mark Hollis,
Buzzcocks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Davy DMX,
Robert Görl,
Kas Product,
New Age Steppers,
Suburban Knight,
The Pop Group,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minutemen,
June Days,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Glenn Branca,
Zero Boys,
The Standells,
Dave Gahan,
JFA,
Adolescents,
Marc Almond,
The Techniques,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Max Romeo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marmalade,
Qualms,
Funkadelic,
Mission of Burma,
Black Bananas,
Soft Cell,
Y Pants,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ponytail,
The Fortunes,
Country Teasers,
ABC,
Silicon Teens,
The Move,
Groovy Waters,
The Young Rascals,
Soulsonic Force,
The Raincoats,
Half Japanese,
Can,
Alphaville,
The Barracudas,
The Grass Roots,
Bush Tetras,
Sonny Sharrock,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aswad,
David McCallum,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.