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 Japan and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Oblivians 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Can,
Roy Ayers,
Silicon Teens,
CMW,
Henry Cow,
X-102,
Blancmange,
Black Pus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Index,
Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
Reagan Youth,
Minutemen,
Con Funk Shun,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Starr,
Thee Headcoats,
Glenn Branca,
Neu!,
Frankie Knuckles,
Radiohead,
Jesper Dahlback,
FM Einheit,
Tomorrow,
Technova,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brick,
David Axelrod,
Smog,
T.S.O.L.,
The Happenings,
X-Ray Spex,
Tears for Fears,
Wolf Eyes,
John Cale,
Shoche,
K-Klass,
Mars,
ABBA,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grey Daturas,
Ultravox,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The United States of America,
Boogie Down Productions,
B.T. Express,
Barclay James Harvest,
Index,
Derrick Morgan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minor Threat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Livin' Joy,
Kaleidoscope,
China Crisis,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Neon Judgement,
F. McDonald,
The Knickerbockers,
Metal Thangz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.