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 Philippines and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dave Clark Five to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Colin Newman,
Neu!,
Ludus,
Eddi Front,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pierre Henry,
Soulsonic Force,
Mo-Dettes,
Oblivians,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Porter Ricks,
Ice-T,
Zapp,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cecil Taylor,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ossler,
Youth Brigade,
The Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
Depeche Mode,
Cymande,
The Moody Blues,
Amon Düül II,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sex Pistols,
Gang Green,
Severed Heads,
MC5,
Tres Demented,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Swans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pantaleimon,
Steve Hackett,
Surgeon,
Drexciya,
Eden Ahbez,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Heaven 17,
Skriet,
Bad Manners,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eurythmics,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Arcadia,
The Neon Judgement,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Visage,
Wings,
The Barracudas,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.