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 Ethiopia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Al Stewart to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Crooked Eye,
X-101,
Ultravox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Leonard Cohen,
Soulsonic Force,
Fat Boys,
The Last Poets,
Ice-T,
The Selecter,
the Human League,
T.S.O.L.,
Matthew Halsall,
Visage,
World's Most,
Newcleus,
Eli Mardock,
Peter & Gordon,
Circle Jerks,
Metal Thangz,
Maurizio,
Make Up,
Dead Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Grey Daturas,
Janne Schatter,
Roger Hodgson,
Main Source,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Graham Central Station,
Funkadelic,
D'Angelo,
Sparks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Archie Shepp,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doors,
Public Enemy,
Rhythm & Sound,
New Order,
Sixth Finger,
Alton Ellis,
Brass Construction,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dennis Brown,
K-Klass,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
X-Ray Spex,
OOIOO,
The Offenders,
Tommy Roe,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Stooges,
The Kinks,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.