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 Mauritius and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Fatback Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Bush Tetras,
Drexciya,
Thee Headcoats,
Swell Maps,
June Days,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
the Association,
EPMD,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ituana,
T. Rex,
FM Einheit,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Agent Orange,
Massinfluence,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rod Modell,
The Trojans,
the Slits,
The Durutti Column,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alice Coltrane,
DJ Style,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eddi Front,
Magma,
Fluxion,
Colin Newman,
Ohio Players,
The Searchers,
The Knickerbockers,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Litter,
Boz Scaggs,
Blossom Toes,
The Sonics,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pulsallama,
Marc Almond,
X-102,
Joe Finger,
The Fire Engines,
Second Layer,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moebius,
Tim Buckley,
kango's stein massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aswad,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
Black Bananas,
Agitation Free,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.