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 Somalia and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Magazine to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
ABBA,
Crash Course in Science,
Danielle Patucci,
Pagans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grey Daturas,
Joensuu 1685,
Sarah Menescal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scan 7,
Eddi Front,
David Axelrod,
Main Source,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soft Cell,
Mo-Dettes,
The Skatalites,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Qualms,
Erasure,
Roger Hodgson,
Leonard Cohen,
Yaz,
Gang of Four,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marc Almond,
Tim Buckley,
Second Layer,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Howard Jones,
Alphaville,
Monks,
Silicon Teens,
Popol Vuh,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
10cc,
Idris Muhammad,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Magma,
Inner City,
Quadrant,
Pole,
MDC,
The Sound,
Sällskapet,
The Martian,
Scratch Acid,
8 Eyed Spy,
Con Funk Shun,
Lakeside,
Oblivians,
Fat Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Hood,
Symarip,
One Last Wish,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.