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 Kiribati and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rod Modell to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
The Saints,
Crispian St. Peters,
Crooked Eye,
The Black Dice,
Radio Birdman,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Near,
Das Ding,
Tres Demented,
Rotary Connection,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stereo Dub,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Metal Thangz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Davy DMX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Japan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Maurizio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare,
Piero Umiliani,
Popol Vuh,
Jacques Brel,
FM Einheit,
The Fugs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Minor Threat,
June of 44,
Derrick Morgan,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers,
Maleditus Sound,
Derrick May,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spandau Ballet,
Traffic Nightmare,
Donald Byrd,
AZ,
Sonic Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Erasure,
Thompson Twins,
Franke,
Kerri Chandler,
The Detroit Cobras,
Zero Boys,
The Gap Band,
the Sonics,
Anakelly,
EPMD,
Duran Duran,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.