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 Ghana and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Prunes to the rap 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Graham Central Station,
Chris Corsano,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Procol Harum,
John Holt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Idris Muhammad,
Peter and Kerry,
The Invisible,
Model 500,
Faust,
Stetsasonic,
Albert Ayler,
Wings,
Nils Olav,
Junior Murvin,
Todd Terry,
Aswad,
The Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mo-Dettes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sun City Girls,
Bang On A Can,
Desert Stars,
Fluxion,
Erasure,
Avey Tare,
Donny Hathaway,
Subhumans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
The Stooges,
Agitation Free,
The Velvet Underground,
K-Klass,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Busters,
The Fugs,
Guru Guru,
The Birthday Party,
H. Thieme,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swell Maps,
Prince Buster,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cramps,
The Fuzztones,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Robert Wyatt,
The Names,
MDC,
a-ha,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sandy B,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marvin Gaye,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.