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 Lebanon and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Minutemen to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Amazonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Panda Bear,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aswad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Duran Duran,
Faraquet,
Slave,
Supertramp,
Niagra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fela Kuti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dennis Brown,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Television,
10cc,
The Grass Roots,
Dark Day,
Ronan,
Mr. Review,
Yazoo,
R.M.O.,
Schoolly D,
Tubeway Army,
The Kinks,
Franke,
Delta 5,
MC5,
Johnny Clarke,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Swans,
The Golliwogs,
Malaria!,
Harmonia,
Robert Wyatt,
Arcadia,
Mars,
The Motions,
Television Personalities,
Eurythmics,
The Durutti Column,
The Divine Comedy,
Nico,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gabor Szabo,
Deakin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mark Hollis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun Ra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fad Gadget,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.