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 Mauritius and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kurtis Blow to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Rosa Yemen,
Archie Shepp,
Minutemen,
Japan,
The Human League,
The Mummies,
The Mojo Men,
Half Japanese,
Gang Gang Dance,
Henry Cow,
Royal Trux,
Lower 48,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Visage,
Scientists,
Alton Ellis,
Negative Approach,
Radiopuhelimet,
Al Stewart,
Siglo XX,
Wings,
The Moody Blues,
kango's stein massive,
The Last Poets,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
Man Parrish,
Public Image Ltd.,
E-Dancer,
Stetsasonic,
The Vogues,
Juan Atkins,
The Stooges,
Neu!,
Arcadia,
Hoover,
Guru Guru,
Danielle Patucci,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soul II Soul,
Kurtis Blow,
Roxy Music,
the Germs,
Khruangbin,
In Retrospect,
Flash Fearless,
D'Angelo,
Ituana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Maurizio,
Sam Rivers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oblivians,
The Trojans,
These Immortal Souls,
Roger Hodgson,
Wasted Youth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Q65,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.