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 Nicaragua and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Danielle Patucci to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radiohead,
Thee Headcoats,
Amon Düül,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Symarip,
10cc,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Erasure,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fortunes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hardrive,
Eddi Front,
Ronnie Foster,
Magma,
Sight & Sound,
Black Flag,
Massinfluence,
Essential Logic,
Nick Fraelich,
Siglo XX,
Al Stewart,
Adolescents,
Agent Orange,
The Moleskins,
Grey Daturas,
Blossom Toes,
Marmalade,
Scrapy,
Urselle,
Joyce Sims,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flipper,
The Flesh Eaters,
Stereo Dub,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
FM Einheit,
Tom Boy,
Johnny Clarke,
Mark Hollis,
The New Christs,
the Human League,
Gang Gang Dance,
New Order,
Second Layer,
Rapeman,
48th St. Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Velvet Underground,
The Trojans,
Clear Light,
John Foxx,
Basic Channel,
Crash Course in Science,
Eric Copeland,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Susan Cadogan,
Mad Mike,
Delta 5,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.