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 Chad and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Goldenarms to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Deepchord,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ken Boothe,
Juan Atkins,
The Velvet Underground,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Human League,
The Walker Brothers,
Scan 7,
A Certain Ratio,
David Axelrod,
Maurizio,
Derrick Morgan,
Nils Olav,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Davy DMX,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fluxion,
The Doors,
Amon Düül II,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monks,
Cybotron,
Model 500,
Dead Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Terry Callier,
Peter and Kerry,
Das Ding,
New Order,
Graham Central Station,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Technova,
Qualms,
Can,
Brick,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Offenders,
Dave Gahan,
Ten City,
DJ Sneak,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Thompson Twins,
Lyres,
The Fugs,
Scientists,
John Foxx,
Rekid,
The American Breed,
Shuggie Otis,
The Residents,
AZ,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Sonics,
Basic Channel,
Aswad,
Talk Talk,
Sugar Minott,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.