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 Tuvalu and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 John Coltrane to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Yazoo,
Nick Fraelich,
Swell Maps,
Ice-T,
John Lydon,
Talk Talk,
This Heat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Residents,
Morten Harket,
Spoonie Gee,
OOIOO,
Ultravox,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Liliput,
the Germs,
Q65,
Boz Scaggs,
Nirvana,
Henry Cow,
Mantronix,
The Associates,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Make Up,
The Dead C,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rekid,
Pussy Galore,
The Motions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Alphaville,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ossler,
Bauhaus,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alice Coltrane,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hoover,
Jacques Brel,
The Saints,
Royal Trux,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cowsills,
Lalann,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kenny Larkin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Accadde A,
Eddi Front,
Pulsallama,
The Trojans,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Beau Brummels,
Fat Boys,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.