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 Marshall Islands and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Soul Sonic Force to the techno 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Junior Murvin,
The Offenders,
Jeff Mills,
Alice Coltrane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Section 25,
Nils Olav,
The Slits,
The Gories,
Aaron Thompson,
Motorama,
Electric Prunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Todd Terry,
The Black Dice,
London Community Gospel Choir,
UT,
Kayak,
Sun City Girls,
Chrome,
The Pop Group,
Country Teasers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pierre Henry,
The Zeros,
Bootsy Collins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kaleidoscope,
Gastr Del Sol,
Moebius,
Barclay James Harvest,
Donny Hathaway,
The Standells,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Y Pants,
The Music Machine,
FM Einheit,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tim Buckley,
Wasted Youth,
Agent Orange,
Faust,
Bill Near,
The Modern Lovers,
Cluster,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Franke,
John Foxx,
Patti Smith,
Yellowson,
Bobby Womack,
The Count Five,
Peter & Gordon,
The Misunderstood,
Marvin Gaye,
Japan,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.