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 Moldova and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 Brick to the rock 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Prince Buster,
Aloha Tigers,
Ten City,
Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
H. Thieme,
Loose Ends,
John Cale,
Intrusion,
Marc Almond,
Gregory Isaacs,
Boredoms,
Neu!,
Steve Hackett,
The Tremeloes,
Von Mondo,
Sun Ra,
The Last Poets,
Boz Scaggs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Skriet,
Agitation Free,
Zapp,
Con Funk Shun,
Procol Harum,
Grauzone,
The Music Machine,
Scratch Acid,
Swell Maps,
Babytalk,
Kevin Saunderson,
Average White Band,
Deepchord,
L. Decosne,
Bootsy Collins,
Tres Demented,
Swans,
Bluetip,
Patti Smith,
One Last Wish,
Spandau Ballet,
The Leaves,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun City Girls,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bob Dylan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tropical Tobacco,
Royal Trux,
Panda Bear,
Absolute Body Control,
Gong,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.