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 Afghanistan and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Siglo XX to the rock 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Count Five,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Junior Murvin,
Reagan Youth,
Aswad,
The Human League,
kango's stein massive,
Crooked Eye,
New York Dolls,
The Monochrome Set,
Crime,
John Foxx,
The Mojo Men,
Max Romeo,
Sonic Youth,
The Seeds,
Goldenarms,
Aaron Thompson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Stereo Dub,
Model 500,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Spandau Ballet,
a-ha,
The Black Dice,
The Standells,
Technova,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Wells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Inner City,
Isaac Hayes,
The Pretty Things,
Quadrant,
Alton Ellis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Arab on Radar,
the Sonics,
Tim Buckley,
Glambeats Corp.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sam Rivers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scion,
Iggy Pop,
Vladislav Delay,
AZ,
Connie Case,
The Gories,
Al Stewart,
Flamin' Groovies,
Flipper,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hasil Adkins,
Warren Ellis,
Unrelated Segments,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.