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 Tonga and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Leaves to the crunk 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
The Real Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Saints,
Procol Harum,
Isaac Hayes,
Deadbeat,
David McCallum,
Gregory Isaacs,
Andrew Hill,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
FM Einheit,
Ronnie Foster,
Fluxion,
Godley & Creme,
Matthew Bourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Selecter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Tremeloes,
Monolake,
Tubeway Army,
Eddi Front,
Bobby Byrd,
Johnny Clarke,
The J.B.'s,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Neon Judgement,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Move,
Dennis Brown,
Desert Stars,
Man Parrish,
Depeche Mode,
Thee Headcoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Surgeon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Althea and Donna,
Junior Murvin,
The Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alton Ellis,
Colin Newman,
The Raincoats,
The Doors,
Pet Shop Boys,
Average White Band,
Excepter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
AZ,
June Days,
The New Christs,
Lucky Dragons,
Scan 7,
Josef K,
Graham Central Station,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.