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 Kyrgyzstan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes 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 Vainqueur 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Monks,
Stereo Dub,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dirtbombs,
Hoover,
Das Ding,
Bobby Sherman,
Animal Collective,
Ludus,
The J.B.'s,
These Immortal Souls,
Loose Ends,
the Swans,
Pierre Henry,
Ronan,
Joy Division,
Urselle,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fela Kuti,
Cymande,
Mandrill,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alice Coltrane,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Todd Terry,
Simply Red,
Bluetip,
Yazoo,
Reagan Youth,
Roxette,
Peter and Kerry,
New Age Steppers,
Boz Scaggs,
Stetsasonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Donald Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pagans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pulsallama,
Pantaleimon,
The United States of America,
David McCallum,
Nik Kershaw,
Cecil Taylor,
Spandau Ballet,
Reuben Wilson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soft Cell,
The Pop Group,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Slits,
The Red Krayola,
Trumans Water,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Starr,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.