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 Hungary and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 mellotron 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 Matthew Bourne to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobbi Humphrey,
R.M.O.,
Man Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
The Busters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Prince Buster,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Boredoms,
Easy Going,
Magma,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skaos,
FM Einheit,
The Neon Judgement,
Kenny Larkin,
K-Klass,
Black Pus,
Steve Hackett,
Electric Prunes,
June Days,
Sällskapet,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
PIL,
Technova,
Brass Construction,
Erykah Badu,
the Normal,
Henry Cow,
The Motions,
The Invisible,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gories,
Kayak,
Howard Jones,
Scratch Acid,
The Five Americans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roxy Music,
the Sonics,
Pole,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Bowie,
Radiohead,
Lower 48,
The Misunderstood,
Pere Ubu,
Echospace,
Bronski Beat,
The J.B.'s,
Underground Resistance,
kango's stein massive,
EPMD,
Mandrill,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.