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 Belgium and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Delta 5,
Sonic Youth,
Bad Manners,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bill Near,
ABBA,
Joe Smooth,
Kerri Chandler,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick May,
Arab on Radar,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra,
UT,
Theoretical Girls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scrapy,
Pylon,
Kas Product,
Amon Düül II,
Shuggie Otis,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Move,
Surgeon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Funkadelic,
Urselle,
Ossler,
FM Einheit,
The Happenings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultravox,
Country Teasers,
The Fuzztones,
Quantec,
The Techniques,
The Smiths,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Count Five,
Siglo XX,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Motions,
The Birthday Party,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moby Grape,
New Order,
Deakin,
Barrington Levy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker,
Audionom,
Rakim,
Darondo,
Lyres,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
10cc,
EPMD,
The Gap Band,
The Selecter,
Wings,
Traffic Nightmare,
Colin Newman,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.