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 Philippines and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 rhodes 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 Dawn Penn to the jazz 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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
the Swans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sam Rivers,
Guru Guru,
Scott Walker,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faraquet,
Kenny Larkin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
The Misunderstood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nick Fraelich,
Colin Newman,
Wally Richardson,
John Coltrane,
The Real Kids,
The Sound,
Avey Tare,
Black Pus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The New Christs,
Easy Going,
Rakim,
The Searchers,
The Young Rascals,
Amon Düül II,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Trojans,
The Mummies,
Interpol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Janne Schatter,
Alton Ellis,
Crooked Eye,
The Pretty Things,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lightning Bolt,
Television Personalities,
Pylon,
Q and Not U,
R.M.O.,
the Association,
Oneida,
Steve Hackett,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boz Scaggs,
Matthew Halsall,
In Retrospect,
Model 500,
Pulsallama,
Scrapy,
Rekid,
Dennis Brown,
Matthew Bourne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bill Wells,
Mars,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.