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 Liechtenstein and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ 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 Flipper to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Motorama,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pylon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Prunes,
Pantaleimon,
The Cowsills,
Roxy Music,
Buzzcocks,
Skarface,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ossler,
In Retrospect,
Masters at Work,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Toasters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eurythmics,
Scrapy,
Little Man,
Agent Orange,
Audionom,
Wolf Eyes,
PIL,
Echospace,
Bill Near,
Kurtis Blow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ken Boothe,
Lou Christie,
Basic Channel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Selecter,
Bluetip,
EPMD,
Surgeon,
Donald Byrd,
Marc Almond,
Peter & Gordon,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
A Certain Ratio,
The Martian,
Drive Like Jehu,
Harmonia,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Alarm Clocks,
FM Einheit,
Organ,
U.S. Maple,
Leonard Cohen,
R.M.O.,
The Red Krayola,
the Germs,
The Busters,
Al Stewart,
These Immortal Souls,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.