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 Sweden and from Edmonton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Zero Boys to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Warren Ellis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doobie Brothers,
One Last Wish,
Black Flag,
Fluxion,
Sällskapet,
The Golliwogs,
Pantaleimon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Leonard Cohen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aloha Tigers,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
a-ha,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joey Negro,
Public Image Ltd.,
Icehouse,
Patti Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Swell Maps,
Harry Pussy,
Electric Prunes,
The Divine Comedy,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Blues Magoos,
Mr. Review,
Idris Muhammad,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Wyatt,
Main Source,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Oneida,
Franke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
FM Einheit,
Metal Thangz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stockholm Monsters,
June of 44,
Bobby Byrd,
Jandek,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hot Snakes,
The Motions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Albert Ayler,
Delon & Dalcan,
Royal Trux,
Inner City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.