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 Kuwait and from Philadelphia.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Underground Resistance to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Q65,
Rufus Thomas,
Dead Boys,
Ronan,
Ten City,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vainqueur,
Swans,
Tim Buckley,
Gichy Dan,
Organ,
The Dead C,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Association,
The Happenings,
Jacques Brel,
Harmonia,
B.T. Express,
Wally Richardson,
Mission of Burma,
Tom Boy,
Delta 5,
Nas,
Graham Central Station,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barrington Levy,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Hood,
Suburban Knight,
Royal Trux,
Wings,
The Shadows of Knight,
Surgeon,
This Heat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pagans,
Tropical Tobacco,
Crash Course in Science,
Eve St. Jones,
Nick Fraelich,
Roxy Music,
Television Personalities,
FM Einheit,
Qualms,
Dawn Penn,
Gerry Rafferty,
Infiniti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bad Manners,
Scratch Acid,
Mark Hollis,
The Angels of Light,
Chris & Cosey,
Franke,
DJ Sneak,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fluxion,
Deadbeat,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.