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 Nicaragua and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nico to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
David Bowie,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boz Scaggs,
Sandy B,
Mantronix,
Aaron Thompson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
UT,
Roxy Music,
Rapeman,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ornette Coleman,
Matthew Bourne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
8 Eyed Spy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Sherman,
FM Einheit,
Arcadia,
Warsaw,
Accadde A,
This Heat,
The Shadows of Knight,
Simply Red,
Sonic Youth,
JFA,
Maleditus Sound,
D'Angelo,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick May,
Marmalade,
Neu!,
Scan 7,
Shuggie Otis,
Negative Approach,
Wasted Youth,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed,
Model 500,
Zapp,
DNA,
Fad Gadget,
Pole,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Moon,
The Blackbyrds,
Schoolly D,
Ten City,
Sex Pistols,
Easy Going,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fire Engines,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brothers Johnson,
Cecil Taylor,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.