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 Latvia and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 In Retrospect to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
The Doors,
Sarah Menescal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dead C,
The Busters,
Lakeside,
Max Romeo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Axelrod,
Jerry's Kids,
The Moody Blues,
The Moleskins,
Nik Kershaw,
Grey Daturas,
Model 500,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Von Mondo,
Japan,
Swell Maps,
World's Most,
Bush Tetras,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Techniques,
The Fire Engines,
Kevin Saunderson,
H. Thieme,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fluxion,
The Music Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Zero Boys,
Scrapy,
The Blues Magoos,
The Litter,
Aloha Tigers,
The Move,
Funky Four + One,
cv313,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vainqueur,
Bang On A Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobby Sherman,
Q and Not U,
Chrome,
Half Japanese,
Outsiders,
Groovy Waters,
Siglo XX,
The Kinks,
Duran Duran,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Animal Collective,
Yazoo,
Sun City Girls,
Average White Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.