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 Pakistan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Janne Schatter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Shoche,
Altered Images,
Panda Bear,
DNA,
Skriet,
Amon Düül II,
X-Ray Spex,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Foxx,
Curtis Mayfield,
Delon & Dalcan,
Public Enemy,
Freddie Wadling,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Inner City,
Ultra Naté,
Terry Callier,
Bobby Sherman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Chris Corsano,
Severed Heads,
Whodini,
Soulsonic Force,
Marmalade,
Gabor Szabo,
Das Ding,
a-ha,
UT,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Dirtbombs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Glenn Branca,
One Last Wish,
China Crisis,
Lakeside,
John Cale,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Sonics,
Con Funk Shun,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
A Certain Ratio,
Marvin Gaye,
John Holt,
Grey Daturas,
Sound Behaviour,
Piero Umiliani,
Q65,
Sonic Youth,
The Slits,
Camouflage,
Andrew Hill,
Hashim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skaos,
The Searchers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tubeway Army,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.