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 Uganda and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Soft Machine to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roy Ayers,
Bush Tetras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Moss Icon,
Sixth Finger,
Trumans Water,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Hood,
Eden Ahbez,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Faraquet,
Barry Ungar,
The Golliwogs,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Five Americans,
Rufus Thomas,
Make Up,
The Associates,
Eli Mardock,
Zero Boys,
Bluetip,
Dennis Brown,
Blancmange,
Gang Green,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Count Five,
Hardrive,
Jerry's Kids,
A Certain Ratio,
Supertramp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flash Fearless,
Fear,
Kerri Chandler,
Khruangbin,
Anakelly,
The Searchers,
Robert Wyatt,
Basic Channel,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Duran Duran,
Thompson Twins,
Vainqueur,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Depeche Mode,
Guru Guru,
The Birthday Party,
Oneida,
Funkadelic,
Johnny Clarke,
Half Japanese,
The Monochrome Set,
The Flesh Eaters,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Easy Going,
Freddie Wadling,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.