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 Uzbekistan and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Sonics to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Quadrant,
Arthur Verocai,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eric Dolphy,
Letta Mbulu,
Smog,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The J.B.'s,
Infiniti,
Rhythm & Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pylon,
Delta 5,
Basic Channel,
The Young Rascals,
Hasil Adkins,
The Walker Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül II,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry's Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kerri Chandler,
Dennis Brown,
Siglo XX,
Jacob Miller,
The Five Americans,
Mad Mike,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
F. McDonald,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lindisfarne,
The Golliwogs,
Yusef Lateef,
Talk Talk,
ABBA,
John Lydon,
The Pop Group,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Kinks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Warsaw,
Public Image Ltd.,
a-ha,
Kevin Saunderson,
Buzzcocks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Parry Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stiv Bators,
The Modern Lovers,
Mr. Review,
The Count Five,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wire,
Unwound,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.