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 Qatar and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Motorama to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Reagan Youth,
Nico,
the Soft Cell,
The Monochrome Set,
Leonard Cohen,
Joyce Sims,
Cecil Taylor,
The Doors,
Suburban Knight,
Pet Shop Boys,
Organ,
Ossler,
Connie Case,
Crash Course in Science,
The Sound,
48th St. Collective,
D'Angelo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Boz Scaggs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sällskapet,
Niagra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kas Product,
The Detroit Cobras,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Second Layer,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amazonics,
Wally Richardson,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dark Day,
the Bar-Kays,
Brass Construction,
Albert Ayler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hardrive,
Marc Almond,
Essential Logic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ituana,
The Red Krayola,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gang Gang Dance,
Avey Tare,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gun Club,
Sun City Girls,
Depeche Mode,
The Dave Clark Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Neon Judgement,
Faraquet,
Moss Icon,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.