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 Netherlands and from Copenhagen.
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 Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Juan Atkins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Alice Coltrane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Order,
Swans,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Sonics,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
Marine Girls,
The Motions,
Eric Copeland,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cluster,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Depeche Mode,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Invisible,
E-Dancer,
the Germs,
the Slits,
X-Ray Spex,
the Bar-Kays,
Quando Quango,
David Axelrod,
Television Personalities,
The Doors,
Donald Byrd,
Half Japanese,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boz Scaggs,
John Coltrane,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Robert Hood,
Zapp,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Human League,
Shuggie Otis,
Smog,
The Searchers,
Nik Kershaw,
John Lydon,
Marcia Griffiths,
The United States of America,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Selecter,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gap Band,
Mark Hollis,
Kaleidoscope,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Sherman,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.