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 Kosovo and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 ABC to the grime 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Gang Gang Dance,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erykah Badu,
Cluster,
Q and Not U,
Magazine,
Spandau Ballet,
Popol Vuh,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Josef K,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pantaleimon,
Patti Smith,
Sight & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Alton Ellis,
Suicide,
The Residents,
Neu!,
Scrapy,
Terry Callier,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aswad,
Glambeats Corp.,
Malaria!,
X-102,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Donny Hathaway,
Michelle Simonal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scott Walker,
The Martian,
Hoover,
Dark Day,
Ultra Naté,
Arcadia,
Blossom Toes,
Pole,
Dave Gahan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Mojo Men,
The Remains,
Country Teasers,
The Move,
Y Pants,
Khruangbin,
Porter Ricks,
Eric Copeland,
FM Einheit,
The Happenings,
The Slits,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pantytec,
Model 500,
Sun City Girls,
Heaven 17,
Boogie Down Productions,
Spoonie Gee,
The Monochrome Set,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.