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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 X-Ray Spex to the crunk 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Janne Schatter,
Underground Resistance,
The J.B.'s,
Y Pants,
Accadde A,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Johnny Osbourne,
AZ,
The Remains,
Tubeway Army,
Dawn Penn,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Patti Smith,
the Sonics,
The Names,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marvin Gaye,
Scratch Acid,
Aswad,
Slick Rick,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cameo,
The Fuzztones,
Piero Umiliani,
Easy Going,
Moss Icon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Monolake,
Von Mondo,
Arthur Verocai,
New Age Steppers,
The Stooges,
The Fire Engines,
Make Up,
The Smiths,
The Fall,
Camouflage,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Crooked Eye,
Judy Mowatt,
Little Man,
CMW,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wasted Youth,
Pagans,
X-Ray Spex,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Young Rascals,
Mo-Dettes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultravox,
Siglo XX,
Circle Jerks,
Joyce Sims,
Half Japanese,
Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
KRS-One,
The Smoke,
The Star Department,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.