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 Tonga and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the theremin 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 Amon Düül II to the dance 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Au Pairs,
Ponytail,
Electric Prunes,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eden Ahbez,
Rhythm & Sound,
Talk Talk,
Toni Rubio,
Procol Harum,
Youth Brigade,
Aloha Tigers,
Pantytec,
Sex Pistols,
The Dirtbombs,
Andrew Hill,
Derrick May,
LL Cool J,
Popol Vuh,
Reagan Youth,
E-Dancer,
Thompson Twins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Human League,
The Invisible,
Saccharine Trust,
Rapeman,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eli Mardock,
The Divine Comedy,
Aural Exciters,
Motorama,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
Unwound,
Sällskapet,
Skaos,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Trumans Water,
Circle Jerks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeff Lynne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gories,
Crispian St. Peters,
Reuben Wilson,
The Remains,
Skriet,
Robert Wyatt,
Rites of Spring,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wolf Eyes,
Max Romeo,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.