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 Vietnam and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe 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 Moby Grape 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tropical Tobacco,
Soft Cell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Radiohead,
Liliput,
Blossom Toes,
Rotary Connection,
The Offenders,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Intrusion,
Sight & Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
Al Stewart,
Althea and Donna,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Khruangbin,
UT,
LL Cool J,
Theoretical Girls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barrington Levy,
Grey Daturas,
Robert Wyatt,
ABC,
the Association,
The Saints,
Trumans Water,
Spoonie Gee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lindisfarne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lucky Dragons,
This Heat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Letta Mbulu,
Rites of Spring,
Bill Wells,
Bang On A Can,
Wasted Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fortunes,
Excepter,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül,
Talk Talk,
the Human League,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cheater Slicks,
Guru Guru,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Whodini,
Schoolly D,
Chris & Cosey,
Jerry's Kids,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.