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 Montenegro and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Funkadelic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
One Last Wish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Womack,
Todd Rundgren,
Max Romeo,
Darondo,
Monks,
Pierre Henry,
Peter & Gordon,
Pantytec,
Warren Ellis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Swans,
John Holt,
Jeff Mills,
the Association,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Delta 5,
Funky Four + One,
Kayak,
Brand Nubian,
The New Christs,
Erasure,
the Normal,
Deadbeat,
Albert Ayler,
Henry Cow,
Soft Machine,
Archie Shepp,
David Bowie,
Minor Threat,
Derrick Morgan,
Section 25,
Theoretical Girls,
Bauhaus,
Skarface,
Radio Birdman,
Negative Approach,
The Gories,
The Litter,
Marmalade,
John Cale,
Babytalk,
Althea and Donna,
Yazoo,
Porter Ricks,
Gabor Szabo,
Mission of Burma,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Al Stewart,
Michelle Simonal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ralphi Rosario,
CMW,
The Fire Engines,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yusef Lateef,
Half Japanese,
The Monks,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.