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 Hungary and from New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Detroit Cobras to the funk 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Misunderstood,
the Human League,
Joey Negro,
Y Pants,
Erasure,
Simply Red,
Sex Pistols,
The Motions,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Drexciya,
Dennis Brown,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gabor Szabo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fortunes,
Absolute Body Control,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Byron Stingily,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Walker Brothers,
Johnny Clarke,
Sonny Sharrock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scrapy,
Scion,
The Star Department,
Mantronix,
New Order,
Arab on Radar,
Eli Mardock,
Rufus Thomas,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Parrish,
Bob Dylan,
Adolescents,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bootsy Collins,
Quantec,
Anthony Braxton,
These Immortal Souls,
Gichy Dan,
Kevin Saunderson,
New York Dolls,
Donny Hathaway,
Qualms,
Television,
Talk Talk,
Anakelly,
Althea and Donna,
the Germs,
CMW,
Crispy Ambulance,
Brothers Johnson,
Shuggie Otis,
The Saints,
Sun City Girls,
Trumans Water,
Sister Nancy,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.