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 Brazil and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the grunge 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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Blossom Toes,
Can,
the Fania All-Stars,
Smog,
Morten Harket,
Technova,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül II,
Radio Birdman,
the Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joensuu 1685,
The Mummies,
Sight & Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ten City,
the Human League,
Fatback Band,
ABBA,
Warsaw,
Gang Starr,
Thompson Twins,
Crooked Eye,
Prince Buster,
The Grass Roots,
Mark Hollis,
Bang On A Can,
E-Dancer,
Oneida,
Carl Craig,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Babytalk,
Dead Boys,
Slave,
The Sound,
Rapeman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aural Exciters,
The Young Rascals,
ABC,
Whodini,
Stockholm Monsters,
Duran Duran,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cal Tjader,
Wire,
Bootsy Collins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lyres,
Agitation Free,
Faraquet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kaleidoscope,
X-101,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.