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 Monaco and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
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 snare 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 Quantec to the funk 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Masters at Work,
Cameo,
The J.B.'s,
48th St. Collective,
Loose Ends,
The Toasters,
Cecil Taylor,
the Sonics,
Girls At Our Best!,
kango's stein massive,
Eric Dolphy,
Schoolly D,
Adolescents,
10cc,
The Mummies,
Barrington Levy,
Swans,
Graham Central Station,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wings,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television Personalities,
Scan 7,
Robert Hood,
Aloha Tigers,
Junior Murvin,
Bauhaus,
Jacob Miller,
Model 500,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Coltrane,
Derrick May,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soul II Soul,
World's Most,
Minnie Riperton,
Barclay James Harvest,
Faraquet,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Flag,
The Associates,
Audionom,
Anakelly,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Golliwogs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobby Womack,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sight & Sound,
Make Up,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.