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 Azerbaijan and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Neu! to the punk 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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Green,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kenny Larkin,
Intrusion,
Tres Demented,
H. Thieme,
Tommy Roe,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Trojans,
Deakin,
Henry Cow,
Derrick Morgan,
Groovy Waters,
Tom Boy,
Quantec,
Tim Buckley,
Quadrant,
Laurel Aitken,
Unwound,
Dark Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Qualms,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Count Five,
JFA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Vogues,
Swell Maps,
Joe Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
Cecil Taylor,
Kas Product,
The Associates,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Josef K,
Lyres,
Suburban Knight,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barry Ungar,
Tubeway Army,
Gong,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Negative Approach,
Glenn Branca,
Morten Harket,
X-102,
Tomorrow,
Chris Corsano,
Swans,
Althea and Donna,
Underground Resistance,
Arab on Radar,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.