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 Slovenia and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Animal Collective to the grime 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Infiniti,
Iggy Pop,
Moby Grape,
Alton Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
Urselle,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aloha Tigers,
Minor Threat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Kinks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wings,
Erykah Badu,
Kaleidoscope,
Thompson Twins,
T. Rex,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Womack,
Shoche,
Dave Gahan,
Minnie Riperton,
The New Christs,
Moss Icon,
Blossom Toes,
Agent Orange,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warren Ellis,
Crime,
Cecil Taylor,
Nik Kershaw,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Move,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
a-ha,
Young Marble Giants,
Lakeside,
Pharoah Sanders,
Quando Quango,
Camberwell Now,
Q and Not U,
Bauhaus,
Arcadia,
The Offenders,
Pantaleimon,
Radiohead,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Clear Light,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth,
Gregory Isaacs,
Circle Jerks,
KRS-One,
Kayak,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.