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 Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ 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 Rites of Spring to the techno 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sister Nancy,
The Move,
The Fire Engines,
Crime,
Subhumans,
Neil Young,
Rod Modell,
Sam Rivers,
The Selecter,
The Stooges,
Black Pus,
Dawn Penn,
Warren Ellis,
Joyce Sims,
DJ Sneak,
MC5,
Flipper,
Howard Jones,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lucky Dragons,
Juan Atkins,
Ice-T,
Jacob Miller,
Maleditus Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
MDC,
The Mummies,
Magma,
Dave Gahan,
T. Rex,
Electric Prunes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soulsonic Force,
Liliput,
Easy Going,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deadbeat,
Underground Resistance,
Marcia Griffiths,
Talk Talk,
Agent Orange,
Harpers Bizarre,
R.M.O.,
Eric Dolphy,
Scott Walker,
The Smiths,
Schoolly D,
The Doobie Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pierre Henry,
Ohio Players,
Symarip,
Sonic Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
The Wake,
The Neon Judgement,
Faraquet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.