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 Equatorial Guinea and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Drexciya to the funk 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minnie Riperton,
Basic Channel,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bush Tetras,
Gang of Four,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kayak,
Lakeside,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Average White Band,
Sound Behaviour,
The Martian,
cv313,
The Busters,
The Motions,
Thee Headcoats,
Joe Smooth,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Hood,
Bauhaus,
The Mojo Men,
a-ha,
Spoonie Gee,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Görl,
The Dave Clark Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The New Christs,
Tommy Roe,
Camberwell Now,
D'Angelo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kerri Chandler,
Matthew Bourne,
Q65,
Darondo,
Ice-T,
The Buckinghams,
The Monks,
Aural Exciters,
Wings,
The Fugs,
Sugar Minott,
Isaac Hayes,
Heaven 17,
Flash Fearless,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mad Mike,
8 Eyed Spy,
Make Up,
Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Mills,
Traffic Nightmare,
China Crisis,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.