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 Zambia and from Madrid.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Wake to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Underground Resistance,
AZ,
The Fortunes,
Jeff Mills,
Pole,
Ultravox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hoover,
the Human League,
Funkadelic,
Janne Schatter,
Lindisfarne,
The Neon Judgement,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantaleimon,
The Searchers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chrome,
Ultra Naté,
The Real Kids,
Prince Buster,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marmalade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bang On A Can,
John Cale,
John Lydon,
The Toasters,
The Martian,
Tom Boy,
the Sonics,
Wings,
Japan,
Cymande,
Scott Walker,
Godley & Creme,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-101,
Thompson Twins,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Aaron Thompson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Piero Umiliani,
Panda Bear,
The Cure,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Sheep,
Robert Hood,
Warren Ellis,
The Busters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Isaac Hayes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crispy Ambulance,
DNA,
Mo-Dettes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Near,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.