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 Benin and from New York.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Panda Bear to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Kerri Chandler,
Terry Callier,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Motions,
Isaac Hayes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Finger,
Average White Band,
CMW,
The Red Krayola,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Man Parrish,
Maurizio,
the Soft Cell,
Ludus,
Reuben Wilson,
T. Rex,
The Pretty Things,
48th St. Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Swans,
The Velvet Underground,
Rekid,
Chris & Cosey,
Pylon,
Black Sheep,
Procol Harum,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soft Cell,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Smooth,
Bang On A Can,
Royal Trux,
Mark Hollis,
Sandy B,
Fat Boys,
Sam Rivers,
The J.B.'s,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Bananas,
Gong,
Y Pants,
Black Flag,
David McCallum,
Funkadelic,
UT,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Prunes,
K-Klass,
Jacques Brel,
MDC,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Divine Comedy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Rundgren,
The Zeros,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Warren Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.