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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 T.S.O.L. to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jeff Lynne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pagans,
The Human League,
Symarip,
New York Dolls,
Shuggie Otis,
John Foxx,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tommy Roe,
The Kinks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Talk Talk,
Ultra Naté,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Suicide,
Trumans Water,
Faust,
Dead Boys,
The Cramps,
Deadbeat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Motions,
Dennis Brown,
Kerrie Biddell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Parry Music,
Audionom,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
Television Personalities,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Flag,
Niagra,
The Skatalites,
Quadrant,
Kaleidoscope,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Dolphy,
Brothers Johnson,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Vogues,
Stereo Dub,
AZ,
Nils Olav,
Camouflage,
X-101,
Little Man,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Radio Birdman,
JFA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wire,
Funkadelic,
Lucky Dragons,
Silicon Teens,
Ronnie Foster,
Quantec,
Sound Behaviour,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.