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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Star Department to the rap 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anthony Braxton,
The J.B.'s,
Metal Thangz,
Matthew Halsall,
Subhumans,
One Last Wish,
Robert Görl,
Chrome,
Andrew Hill,
Duran Duran,
Warren Ellis,
Black Flag,
Sparks,
Surgeon,
The Barracudas,
ABBA,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sugar Minott,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Graham Central Station,
New Age Steppers,
The Associates,
The Moody Blues,
Young Marble Giants,
Archie Shepp,
Ten City,
Alice Coltrane,
Mars,
Donald Byrd,
Marine Girls,
Maurizio,
EPMD,
Quantec,
Bronski Beat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
Darondo,
Byron Stingily,
Avey Tare,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bob Dylan,
Eden Ahbez,
Aswad,
Von Mondo,
Easy Going,
The Gun Club,
Black Bananas,
The Moleskins,
Tubeway Army,
Buzzcocks,
Siglo XX,
Jawbox,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joe Smooth,
The United States of America,
Bad Manners,
Flamin' Groovies,
Depeche Mode,
The Fall,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.