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 Suriname and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Funkadelic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
The Martian,
The Names,
Guru Guru,
Groovy Waters,
Tomorrow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Red Krayola,
Zero Boys,
The Pop Group,
Robert Görl,
Eurythmics,
Marmalade,
The Dirtbombs,
Bluetip,
Television,
Outsiders,
In Retrospect,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lindisfarne,
Gichy Dan,
Fluxion,
The Busters,
The Litter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ponytail,
Stockholm Monsters,
Spoonie Gee,
Vladislav Delay,
Gerry Rafferty,
Erykah Badu,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Divine Comedy,
B.T. Express,
Gang Starr,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker,
The Gladiators,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
ABC,
Graham Central Station,
Funkadelic,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Swans,
Saccharine Trust,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Toasters,
Royal Trux,
Boogie Down Productions,
Amon Düül,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ultra Naté,
Matthew Bourne,
Malaria!,
Dark Day,
Erasure,
Interpol,
The Count Five,
Intrusion,
Fugazi,
Slave,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.