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 Haiti and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 Swans to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Pulsallama,
10cc,
The Grass Roots,
Smog,
The Cure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Half Japanese,
The Fall,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Wells,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gun Club,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harmonia,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Donny Hathaway,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agent Orange,
Amon Düül,
Sonic Youth,
DJ Style,
Stereo Dub,
Fatback Band,
Aswad,
The Move,
Connie Case,
Hashim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fuzztones,
T.S.O.L.,
Parry Music,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Janne Schatter,
Scientists,
In Retrospect,
Cameo,
The Velvet Underground,
Soul II Soul,
Arthur Verocai,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Reuben Wilson,
D'Angelo,
The Tremeloes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aural Exciters,
Scrapy,
Banda Bassotti,
Loose Ends,
Robert Wyatt,
Sparks,
Khruangbin,
Rufus Thomas,
Moss Icon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Icehouse,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.