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 Panama and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Black Sheep 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
David Axelrod,
Al Stewart,
Sex Pistols,
The Divine Comedy,
Scion,
The Happenings,
Technova,
Organ,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gastr Del Sol,
T. Rex,
The Toasters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vladislav Delay,
The Raincoats,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Wally Richardson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Slick Rick,
Mo-Dettes,
Index,
The Gories,
Stetsasonic,
Derrick Morgan,
The United States of America,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Vainqueur,
Stereo Dub,
Hasil Adkins,
Skarface,
Pantaleimon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blossom Toes,
Skriet,
Trumans Water,
Radiopuhelimet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chris & Cosey,
Marmalade,
The Stooges,
Second Layer,
Popol Vuh,
X-Ray Spex,
Ultra Naté,
Reagan Youth,
World's Most,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed,
The Remains,
Agitation Free,
UT,
Adolescents,
Barrington Levy,
Maleditus Sound,
Malaria!,
Letta Mbulu,
Cybotron,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker,
The Angels of Light,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.