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 Botswana and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 June Days to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Stereo Dub,
Smog,
China Crisis,
The Dead C,
Tommy Roe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eric Dolphy,
Blossom Toes,
Monks,
Ultra Naté,
Blancmange,
Nas,
Bauhaus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soul Sonic Force,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fire Engines,
Minor Threat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jawbox,
Unwound,
Junior Murvin,
Toni Rubio,
Ossler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sonic Youth,
Mark Hollis,
Nils Olav,
The Misunderstood,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lightning Bolt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Frankie Knuckles,
Heaven 17,
Cecil Taylor,
Jimmy McGriff,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Davy DMX,
Soulsonic Force,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Star Department,
Harmonia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
a-ha,
Fatback Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Glenn Branca,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantaleimon,
The American Breed,
The Cure,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Anthony Braxton,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flipper,
Mantronix,
Swans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.