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 Burkina and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Deepchord to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Spandau Ballet,
The Velvet Underground,
New York Dolls,
Mo-Dettes,
The Fall,
Aaron Thompson,
These Immortal Souls,
Tres Demented,
Schoolly D,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Excepter,
Lou Reed,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kerri Chandler,
Nirvana,
The Doors,
Groovy Waters,
Vladislav Delay,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Kinks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
The Knickerbockers,
Silicon Teens,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kas Product,
Skarface,
OOIOO,
Khruangbin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Copeland,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
Hasil Adkins,
Arab on Radar,
Connie Case,
Pantytec,
Radiopuhelimet,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Andrew Hill,
Negative Approach,
Bang On A Can,
Glenn Branca,
Wolf Eyes,
The Offenders,
Rod Modell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Davy DMX,
The Techniques,
Ossler,
Altered Images,
Joey Negro,
Barrington Levy,
Malaria!,
Loose Ends,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Althea and Donna,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.