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 Togo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 AZ to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
The Happenings,
Ponytail,
Niagra,
Y Pants,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joyce Sims,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Godley & Creme,
Vainqueur,
Camberwell Now,
Blake Baxter,
The Star Department,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Howard Jones,
David Axelrod,
Sparks,
Cameo,
Rekid,
Schoolly D,
Subhumans,
Rakim,
Clear Light,
Desert Stars,
Shoche,
Zapp,
Q65,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Sonics,
The Stooges,
Arthur Verocai,
Deepchord,
Suburban Knight,
Unrelated Segments,
The Toasters,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sonics,
June of 44,
The Blackbyrds,
Mission of Burma,
Eve St. Jones,
Juan Atkins,
Bill Near,
K-Klass,
Toni Rubio,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Public Enemy,
Cymande,
The Barracudas,
Barbara Tucker,
Soft Machine,
Angry Samoans,
ABBA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arcadia,
Bill Wells,
The Fire Engines,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Bourne,
Siglo XX,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.