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 Kenya and from New York.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Agitation Free to the punk 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blackbyrds,
Schoolly D,
Nick Fraelich,
The Searchers,
Drexciya,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Walker Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thompson Twins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Leaves,
the Human League,
Brick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Japan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ice-T,
L. Decosne,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Holt,
Mission of Burma,
Black Moon,
The Tremeloes,
Lungfish,
The Red Krayola,
Country Teasers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Index,
JFA,
Circle Jerks,
Maleditus Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Von Mondo,
Erykah Badu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
David Bowie,
The Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
Marine Girls,
Pantytec,
Boz Scaggs,
Terry Callier,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nils Olav,
Kaleidoscope,
The Alarm Clocks,
EPMD,
Todd Rundgren,
The Electric Prunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Altered Images,
Man Parrish,
T. Rex,
Lalann,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.