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 Iraq and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bush Tetras to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Underground Resistance,
KRS-One,
Shuggie Otis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Public Image Ltd.,
DNA,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Stooges,
Dave Gahan,
Brothers Johnson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang Green,
New York Dolls,
Sam Rivers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Intrusion,
Alphaville,
Man Eating Sloth,
Faraquet,
Andrew Hill,
Simply Red,
Soul Sonic Force,
Chris & Cosey,
The Tremeloes,
Skarface,
Model 500,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Wyatt,
Henry Cow,
Connie Case,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed,
Max Romeo,
Cluster,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Foxx,
Unwound,
The Fire Engines,
The Motions,
The Birthday Party,
Bronski Beat,
Mandrill,
Zapp,
Quando Quango,
Ice-T,
Monks,
Jacob Miller,
Freddie Wadling,
Amon Düül II,
The Modern Lovers,
Drexciya,
L. Decosne,
Cybotron,
MDC,
Malaria!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Five Americans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
June Days,
Yellowson,
Television,
Tropical Tobacco,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.