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 Guatemala and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sun Ra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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 Cowsills,
Kaleidoscope,
Piero Umiliani,
Terry Callier,
Amon Düül II,
Mantronix,
The Angels of Light,
Sällskapet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
ABC,
Agitation Free,
The Leaves,
Country Teasers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blossom Toes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Sonics,
UT,
Minnie Riperton,
Aloha Tigers,
Guru Guru,
Roxy Music,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Liliput,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Aaron Thompson,
Alison Limerick,
The Techniques,
Swell Maps,
Peter and Kerry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
New Age Steppers,
Rapeman,
Joyce Sims,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bush Tetras,
Robert Hood,
The Velvet Underground,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eric B and Rakim,
New Order,
The Blues Magoos,
Smog,
Unrelated Segments,
Roger Hodgson,
Boredoms,
Oblivians,
LL Cool J,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.