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 Lebanon and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Arab on Radar to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Rotary Connection,
Tom Boy,
David McCallum,
The Beau Brummels,
Colin Newman,
Chris & Cosey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Five Americans,
Babytalk,
Derrick Morgan,
Vainqueur,
Adolescents,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mark Hollis,
Essential Logic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
PIL,
Bobby Sherman,
The Saints,
Icehouse,
Soft Cell,
Mars,
Lalo Schifrin,
T. Rex,
Sight & Sound,
Warsaw,
Altered Images,
Siglo XX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
Public Image Ltd.,
Newcleus,
Neil Young,
Swell Maps,
Howard Jones,
Massinfluence,
Grauzone,
Fela Kuti,
Harmonia,
Minor Threat,
the Slits,
The Barracudas,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Technova,
The Evens,
Moss Icon,
Organ,
Supertramp,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pagans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brothers Johnson,
the Normal,
Patti Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Stooges,
Schoolly D,
Japan,
Groovy Waters,
Slave,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.