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 Costa Rica and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mission of Burma 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 The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Schoolly D,
The Names,
China Crisis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Simply Red,
Sonic Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
Organ,
Desert Stars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wolf Eyes,
T. Rex,
Nick Fraelich,
Sight & Sound,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Lynne,
Fugazi,
Robert Hood,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Star Department,
The Last Poets,
Sixth Finger,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The J.B.'s,
John Lydon,
Steve Hackett,
Scion,
The Smoke,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Little Man,
Radiohead,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alison Limerick,
Moss Icon,
Half Japanese,
The Dead C,
Spandau Ballet,
Amon Düül II,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camouflage,
The Busters,
Glenn Branca,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ten City,
The United States of America,
Electric Prunes,
The Walker Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jeff Mills,
Crooked Eye,
Soulsonic Force,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Stooges,
The Standells,
The Fortunes,
Harmonia,
Agent Orange,
Carl Craig,
The Angels of Light,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.