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 Libya and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin 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 Yusef Lateef to the rap 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Das Ding,
Jesper Dahlback,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fear,
Average White Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Doors,
Bobby Sherman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Minnie Riperton,
Laurel Aitken,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rites of Spring,
Soul II Soul,
Loose Ends,
Danielle Patucci,
The Count Five,
OOIOO,
The Kinks,
Lungfish,
the Bar-Kays,
Scientists,
Gichy Dan,
Country Teasers,
Wings,
Quadrant,
Byron Stingily,
Icehouse,
The Blackbyrds,
Minutemen,
Skaos,
Aural Exciters,
X-Ray Spex,
Buzzcocks,
Avey Tare,
Funkadelic,
Jeff Mills,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Siglo XX,
Ohio Players,
Stereo Dub,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Index,
Moby Grape,
The Gories,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Associates,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Walker Brothers,
Albert Ayler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nico,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ponytail,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.