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 Bolivia and from Hong Kong.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Spandau Ballet to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Peter and Kerry,
Sällskapet,
Marmalade,
Circle Jerks,
Brothers Johnson,
The Beau Brummels,
Moby Grape,
Eric Copeland,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
Scott Walker,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marine Girls,
Sparks,
Blake Baxter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Selecter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dead Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Harmonia,
Bronski Beat,
Derrick May,
Shuggie Otis,
The Busters,
Sister Nancy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deepchord,
Boredoms,
Moss Icon,
Roxette,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Womack,
Rod Modell,
The Gun Club,
Easy Going,
Soft Cell,
The Invisible,
Mission of Burma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yellowson,
Livin' Joy,
Porter Ricks,
Country Teasers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terry Callier,
The Mummies,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scratch Acid,
The Saints,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arthur Verocai,
Skriet,
Slave,
Smog,
Los Fastidios,
Aswad,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.