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 Bolivia and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the techno 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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Aaron Thompson,
Rekid,
The Knickerbockers,
Cecil Taylor,
Thee Headcoats,
Barbara Tucker,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wolf Eyes,
Pierre Henry,
The Blues Magoos,
Flipper,
Kenny Larkin,
Yaz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yazoo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Television,
Delta 5,
Newcleus,
Easy Going,
Sister Nancy,
Cheater Slicks,
Eddi Front,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Judy Mowatt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Al Stewart,
Jacques Brel,
Pet Shop Boys,
Porter Ricks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mad Mike,
Lower 48,
Scott Walker,
Model 500,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Con Funk Shun,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aloha Tigers,
Erasure,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Blake Baxter,
Visage,
Funky Four + One,
The Fuzztones,
The Fugs,
La Düsseldorf,
The Smiths,
Gichy Dan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Nas,
Can,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.