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 Kyrgyzstan and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gichy Dan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Slits,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rekid,
Suburban Knight,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minor Threat,
The Buckinghams,
Severed Heads,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Blackbyrds,
Ronan,
The Mummies,
Marvin Gaye,
Connie Case,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
X-101,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cowsills,
Model 500,
Nick Fraelich,
The Pretty Things,
Icehouse,
Motorama,
The Count Five,
Japan,
kango's stein massive,
Supertramp,
Carl Craig,
The Pop Group,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pere Ubu,
L. Decosne,
Flash Fearless,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Moleskins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Susan Cadogan,
Eddi Front,
Mantronix,
Adolescents,
The Offenders,
Country Teasers,
Josef K,
The Wake,
Patti Smith,
The Smoke,
The Durutti Column,
Fat Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Technova,
The Selecter,
Piero Umiliani,
Godley & Creme,
Joyce Sims,
Donald Byrd,
Guru Guru,
Stockholm Monsters,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.