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 Togo and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 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 Marcia Griffiths to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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?
Country Teasers,
Neu!,
MC5,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aswad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Mills,
Eve St. Jones,
The Velvet Underground,
John Cale,
L. Decosne,
Pylon,
Donald Byrd,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
EPMD,
The Techniques,
June Days,
The Barracudas,
Mo-Dettes,
Mark Hollis,
Fela Kuti,
Symarip,
Vladislav Delay,
Q and Not U,
Gang Gang Dance,
Albert Ayler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chrome,
Hashim,
Y Pants,
D'Angelo,
Cal Tjader,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Saccharine Trust,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Martian,
The Music Machine,
Negative Approach,
Faust,
Scientists,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gun Club,
Rotary Connection,
The Residents,
Tres Demented,
Max Romeo,
Brothers Johnson,
Brass Construction,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dawn Penn,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gichy Dan,
Bad Manners,
Marvin Gaye,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Japan,
Jandek,
Malaria!,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.