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 Honduras and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe 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 Sarah Menescal to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sam Rivers,
Mo-Dettes,
Surgeon,
L. Decosne,
Tim Buckley,
The Divine Comedy,
Urselle,
Basic Channel,
Nils Olav,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Misunderstood,
The Durutti Column,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pierre Henry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rosa Yemen,
Danielle Patucci,
Derrick May,
Camouflage,
Fela Kuti,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Young Marble Giants,
Livin' Joy,
World's Most,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Knickerbockers,
Infiniti,
Kurtis Blow,
Arthur Verocai,
Angry Samoans,
Crispian St. Peters,
Faust,
the Normal,
The J.B.'s,
Y Pants,
Gang Gang Dance,
ABC,
Bronski Beat,
B.T. Express,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Youth Brigade,
Slick Rick,
Dark Day,
Jacob Miller,
Absolute Body Control,
The Young Rascals,
Make Up,
Ronan,
X-Ray Spex,
DJ Style,
Soul Sonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jacques Brel,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.