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 El Salvador and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Symarip to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mandrill,
Black Sheep,
Infiniti,
Howard Jones,
Ituana,
Aswad,
Quando Quango,
Sixth Finger,
Technova,
Cecil Taylor,
The Electric Prunes,
Wings,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Human League,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tubeway Army,
Alice Coltrane,
The Neon Judgement,
Fat Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Teasers,
10cc,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Vogues,
The Associates,
Scratch Acid,
Crispy Ambulance,
Byron Stingily,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cymande,
The Zeros,
The Red Krayola,
Funky Four + One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bill Near,
Circle Jerks,
Spoonie Gee,
Rosa Yemen,
Groovy Waters,
Au Pairs,
Hasil Adkins,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Metal Thangz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Toni Rubio,
Qualms,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yaz,
The Skatalites,
Monks,
Altered Images,
Warsaw,
The Residents,
Simply Red,
Smog,
Easy Going,
Dave Gahan,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.