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 Australia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar 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 The Move to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Graham Central Station,
EPMD,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dark Day,
Crash Course in Science,
The J.B.'s,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Lungfish,
The Cramps,
Quantec,
Marshall Jefferson,
Talk Talk,
John Coltrane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quando Quango,
Chris & Cosey,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hashim,
Nik Kershaw,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Normal,
Main Source,
Peter and Kerry,
Jeff Mills,
cv313,
Traffic Nightmare,
Audionom,
Slick Rick,
The Fugs,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Toasters,
Sixth Finger,
Yazoo,
Derrick Morgan,
Sex Pistols,
The Stooges,
Matthew Bourne,
Nick Fraelich,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Country Teasers,
Warren Ellis,
Zapp,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gichy Dan,
Arcadia,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hot Snakes,
Bauhaus,
Niagra,
Ronan,
The Last Poets,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Walker Brothers,
The Real Kids,
Severed Heads,
The Slits,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.