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 United States and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Model 500,
Erykah Badu,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül II,
Johnny Osbourne,
Negative Approach,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bronski Beat,
Ponytail,
Robert Wyatt,
E-Dancer,
Peter and Kerry,
Al Stewart,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Monochrome Set,
Maleditus Sound,
Alison Limerick,
Bill Near,
Jandek,
Letta Mbulu,
Interpol,
Bush Tetras,
Mandrill,
Easy Going,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Associates,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Magma,
10cc,
Lou Christie,
Rufus Thomas,
Fear,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Albert Ayler,
Kenny Larkin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Toni Rubio,
Ten City,
John Lydon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
James White and The Blacks,
Skriet,
Groovy Waters,
Camouflage,
Judy Mowatt,
The Pretty Things,
The Grass Roots,
Quantec,
Public Enemy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cluster,
Hardrive,
Stereo Dub,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Donald Byrd,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.