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 Slovenia and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 FM Einheit to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Sex Pistols,
Robert Hood,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hardrive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jimmy McGriff,
Parry Music,
The Moleskins,
Pantytec,
Gastr Del Sol,
Porter Ricks,
Simply Red,
MDC,
Public Image Ltd.,
Babytalk,
Bobby Sherman,
Absolute Body Control,
Whodini,
Shoche,
Jawbox,
Basic Channel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Surgeon,
Peter & Gordon,
Colin Newman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Red Krayola,
Vladislav Delay,
The Misunderstood,
Index,
Mark Hollis,
Sonic Youth,
Prince Buster,
The Real Kids,
Glenn Branca,
Bush Tetras,
Nils Olav,
The Cure,
Susan Cadogan,
Model 500,
Joey Negro,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fat Boys,
Hashim,
Blake Baxter,
Wire,
Leonard Cohen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sixth Finger,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
MC5,
Nick Fraelich,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Con Funk Shun,
the Association,
The Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sun Ra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Guru Guru,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.