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 Brazil and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Boogie Down Productions to the dance 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Niagra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-Ray Spex,
Nick Fraelich,
Delta 5,
K-Klass,
Banda Bassotti,
Magazine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lindisfarne,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Sonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lyres,
John Lydon,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultravox,
DNA,
Davy DMX,
Can,
Brass Construction,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The United States of America,
Faust,
Crash Course in Science,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Sherman,
Rotary Connection,
Soulsonic Force,
Shuggie Otis,
Ice-T,
Deepchord,
Sparks,
The Monks,
The Standells,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jandek,
Derrick May,
Janne Schatter,
The Knickerbockers,
Derrick Morgan,
Theoretical Girls,
Lalann,
In Retrospect,
Boredoms,
The Trojans,
Adolescents,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nico,
Jeff Lynne,
Monks,
Chris & Cosey,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lou Christie,
Amazonics,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eurythmics,
Rites of Spring,
Das Ding,
Section 25,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.