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 Guatemala and from Glasgow.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rapeman to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Don Cherry,
The Raincoats,
Subhumans,
Swans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Swell Maps,
Pantaleimon,
Scan 7,
Bootsy Collins,
Fela Kuti,
Howard Jones,
Little Man,
Morten Harket,
The Associates,
Pulsallama,
Black Sheep,
Aswad,
Leonard Cohen,
The Blues Magoos,
The Modern Lovers,
June of 44,
Warren Ellis,
David McCallum,
Sonic Youth,
Rod Modell,
DJ Sneak,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Stooges,
Monks,
Altered Images,
Alphaville,
Siglo XX,
Fluxion,
Amon Düül II,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Maurizio,
Kenny Larkin,
K-Klass,
Bill Wells,
Mad Mike,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry's Kids,
Yusef Lateef,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cure,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Hood,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Fugs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
U.S. Maple,
Harmonia,
Brass Construction,
The Slackers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Blake Baxter,
The Toasters,
Lou Reed,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.