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 Sweden and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Lou Reed 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 Arthur Verocai to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Neu!,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Slits,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hoover,
The Mojo Men,
X-Ray Spex,
Simply Red,
Mark Hollis,
Altered Images,
Jeff Mills,
Rhythm & Sound,
Connie Case,
Flipper,
Steve Hackett,
the Slits,
New York Dolls,
FM Einheit,
Henry Cow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gong,
Severed Heads,
Warren Ellis,
Erykah Badu,
Mandrill,
Subhumans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Whodini,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Clear Light,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Newcleus,
The Stooges,
Parry Music,
Lou Reed,
Sun Ra,
David Axelrod,
Kerrie Biddell,
One Last Wish,
Gang of Four,
Joe Finger,
Toni Rubio,
Theoretical Girls,
Grey Daturas,
T.S.O.L.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Laurel Aitken,
Leonard Cohen,
Susan Cadogan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Banda Bassotti,
Wire,
The Trojans,
These Immortal Souls,
Anthony Braxton,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.