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 Sierra Leone and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 June Days to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Pretty Things,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rapeman,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cure,
DJ Style,
Silicon Teens,
Ice-T,
Altered Images,
Pantaleimon,
Public Enemy,
Bang On A Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deakin,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
T. Rex,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Iggy Pop,
Warsaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Josef K,
Wally Richardson,
Grauzone,
New Age Steppers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Talk Talk,
Prince Buster,
a-ha,
Jeff Mills,
The Offenders,
the Germs,
Rod Modell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lightning Bolt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Second Layer,
Bauhaus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jandek,
Albert Ayler,
The Seeds,
Steve Hackett,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Wake,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mad Mike,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.