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 Mauritius and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Nirvana to the dance 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pantytec,
Terrestrial Tones,
Khruangbin,
The Golliwogs,
Babytalk,
Stetsasonic,
The Misunderstood,
The Dirtbombs,
Dave Gahan,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultra Naté,
The Busters,
The Fortunes,
Arcadia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boredoms,
JFA,
John Cale,
T. Rex,
DJ Style,
Royal Trux,
The Litter,
Minutemen,
Janne Schatter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tommy Roe,
Rotary Connection,
Accadde A,
Brand Nubian,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Trojans,
The Pretty Things,
Darondo,
The Beau Brummels,
Sällskapet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Absolute Body Control,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Whodini,
One Last Wish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aloha Tigers,
Scratch Acid,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Main Source,
Connie Case,
David Bowie,
Underground Resistance,
Pylon,
Echospace,
Rod Modell,
CMW,
Scion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roy Ayers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Zero Boys,
Fatback Band,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.