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 Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin 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 Shuggie Otis to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Eddi Front,
Lou Christie,
Animal Collective,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cameo,
Nas,
Morten Harket,
Boz Scaggs,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
AZ,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sarah Menescal,
Clear Light,
The Barracudas,
Harmonia,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dark Day,
Junior Murvin,
R.M.O.,
The Moleskins,
The Human League,
Goldenarms,
Alice Coltrane,
Amon Düül,
Fela Kuti,
Mr. Review,
The Velvet Underground,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Happenings,
kango's stein massive,
Jimmy McGriff,
Thompson Twins,
Wally Richardson,
Underground Resistance,
Agitation Free,
Audionom,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ludus,
Nico,
Deepchord,
New Age Steppers,
Ultra Naté,
Kaleidoscope,
The Martian,
The Victims,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Real Kids,
Buzzcocks,
The Cramps,
The Cowsills,
The Beau Brummels,
Godley & Creme,
The Grass Roots,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.