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 Benin and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Womack,
Sonny Sharrock,
Faust,
Model 500,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Starr,
The Shadows of Knight,
Silicon Teens,
Eden Ahbez,
Basic Channel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roger Hodgson,
Hot Snakes,
Black Pus,
Kas Product,
JFA,
Technova,
Symarip,
New Age Steppers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Connie Case,
Carl Craig,
Cecil Taylor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Raincoats,
Lightning Bolt,
Howard Jones,
Judy Mowatt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scrapy,
The Monochrome Set,
Malaria!,
The Divine Comedy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Christie,
Mr. Review,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
UT,
The Buckinghams,
New York Dolls,
Peter and Kerry,
The Smoke,
Depeche Mode,
Amon Düül,
Tears for Fears,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jerry's Kids,
Reuben Wilson,
E-Dancer,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sound Behaviour,
June of 44,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fall,
Harpers Bizarre,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Little Man,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.