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 Syria and from Glasgow.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron 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 Rod Modell to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Idris Muhammad,
The Golliwogs,
Arthur Verocai,
Rosa Yemen,
Sight & Sound,
Negative Approach,
James White and The Blacks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ice-T,
Loose Ends,
Pharoah Sanders,
OOIOO,
Sound Behaviour,
Ossler,
Marmalade,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ituana,
The New Christs,
Symarip,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lightning Bolt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Magazine,
Donald Byrd,
The Sonics,
The Moody Blues,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultravox,
Kaleidoscope,
Scrapy,
Connie Case,
Gabor Szabo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Womack,
The Last Poets,
Harry Pussy,
Audionom,
Flash Fearless,
Animal Collective,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Minny Pops,
Leonard Cohen,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rapeman,
Don Cherry,
the Human League,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aswad,
Ornette Coleman,
Zapp,
Ronan,
Parry Music,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young,
Dennis Brown,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.