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 Macedonia and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Loose Ends to the jazz 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
10cc,
Little Man,
Jerry's Kids,
Theoretical Girls,
Lyres,
Sixth Finger,
Lindisfarne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Circle Jerks,
Oneida,
Index,
Robert Wyatt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The United States of America,
Sight & Sound,
June Days,
Lou Christie,
Vainqueur,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Surgeon,
Bob Dylan,
LL Cool J,
World's Most,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nico,
Oblivians,
Quadrant,
The Litter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
MC5,
Aaron Thompson,
Wally Richardson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Spoonie Gee,
Shuggie Otis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cowsills,
The Blues Magoos,
Sällskapet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The J.B.'s,
The Names,
Soul Sonic Force,
AZ,
Barrington Levy,
The Star Department,
Technova,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.