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 Ghana and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bush Tetras 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Reagan Youth,
Au Pairs,
Minnie Riperton,
Neil Young,
Audionom,
Bobby Byrd,
La Düsseldorf,
Mark Hollis,
The Motions,
Gang Green,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Beau Brummels,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soulsonic Force,
The Pop Group,
OOIOO,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bang On A Can,
The Slits,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shoche,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gap Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Gerry Rafferty,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mad Mike,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hot Snakes,
Organ,
ABC,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masters at Work,
Roy Ayers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bad Manners,
Maurizio,
Theoretical Girls,
Electric Prunes,
Dark Day,
Carl Craig,
Rod Modell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Josef K,
The Blackbyrds,
Letta Mbulu,
The J.B.'s,
Vainqueur,
Hashim,
10cc,
DJ Style,
Unwound,
Brothers Johnson,
David Bowie,
Peter and Kerry,
Niagra,
Sun City Girls,
Easy Going,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.