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 Montenegro and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 the Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Star Department,
Amon Düül II,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cramps,
Cymande,
Scott Walker,
D'Angelo,
The Doors,
Ohio Players,
Ken Boothe,
Subhumans,
The Gap Band,
Nico,
Massinfluence,
Stiv Bators,
Pantaleimon,
Lyres,
New York Dolls,
James White and The Blacks,
Skarface,
Alton Ellis,
Electric Prunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Chrome,
Joyce Sims,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Talk Talk,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jawbox,
Monolake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eli Mardock,
Archie Shepp,
The Pop Group,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maleditus Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Y Pants,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mummies,
Lakeside,
The Gun Club,
Lou Christie,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pantytec,
The Black Dice,
Tommy Roe,
Blancmange,
Intrusion,
Gil Scott Heron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soul II Soul,
Technova,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.