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 Bahamas and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wings to the crunk 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
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,
Brothers Johnson,
Michelle Simonal,
World's Most,
OOIOO,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Moleskins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Suicide,
Gerry Rafferty,
Siglo XX,
Mandrill,
The Busters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Royal Trux,
Newcleus,
The Names,
Yazoo,
Das Ding,
Jerry's Kids,
Aural Exciters,
Pantaleimon,
The Selecter,
Dual Sessions,
kango's stein massive,
The Standells,
Lee Hazlewood,
Guru Guru,
Wire,
The Barracudas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Magma,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Starr,
These Immortal Souls,
The Seeds,
Albert Ayler,
The Cure,
Godley & Creme,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Matthew Halsall,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blancmange,
Basic Channel,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bush Tetras,
The Wake,
Wasted Youth,
Rapeman,
Soft Machine,
Skaos,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roxy Music,
Dead Boys,
Monks,
The Gap Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
R.M.O.,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott Heron,
Henry Cow,
Eurythmics,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.