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 Nepal and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the jazz 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Kurtis Blow,
Maleditus Sound,
Piero Umiliani,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
LL Cool J,
The Residents,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gap Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Idris Muhammad,
Theoretical Girls,
Sixth Finger,
The Remains,
The Young Rascals,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ronan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lower 48,
Graham Central Station,
OOIOO,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Panda Bear,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Vogues,
Lou Christie,
Bill Near,
Lyres,
The Modern Lovers,
The Zeros,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mighty Diamonds,
Prince Buster,
Flash Fearless,
Donny Hathaway,
MC5,
Magazine,
Little Man,
The Blues Magoos,
Audionom,
U.S. Maple,
The Grass Roots,
These Immortal Souls,
Joy Division,
Delta 5,
Janne Schatter,
The Mojo Men,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scion,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Slave,
Josef K,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Buckinghams,
Spoonie Gee,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fela Kuti,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.