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 Germany and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ultimate Spinach to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mars,
Easy Going,
the Normal,
The Mummies,
The Vogues,
Infiniti,
Skarface,
Donald Byrd,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ronnie Foster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pagans,
The Last Poets,
Soul II Soul,
Junior Murvin,
Theoretical Girls,
Amon Düül,
Yazoo,
Wire,
John Foxx,
Grandmaster Flash,
Underground Resistance,
Bush Tetras,
The Misunderstood,
Ponytail,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blake Baxter,
Minny Pops,
Minnie Riperton,
Connie Case,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Kinks,
Stereo Dub,
Mantronix,
Dave Gahan,
The Modern Lovers,
Porter Ricks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cecil Taylor,
Bob Dylan,
The Gladiators,
Sällskapet,
Metal Thangz,
Marine Girls,
Crash Course in Science,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rites of Spring,
Bill Near,
The Walker Brothers,
The Selecter,
Derrick Morgan,
Pulsallama,
David Axelrod,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eve St. Jones,
One Last Wish,
Al Stewart,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.