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 Albania and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Zeros to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt 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 '80s.
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 La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
Livin' Joy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Cale,
Black Bananas,
New Age Steppers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Accadde A,
Arcadia,
Idris Muhammad,
Dawn Penn,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Man Parrish,
La Düsseldorf,
The Raincoats,
The Grass Roots,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter & Gordon,
Cal Tjader,
The Skatalites,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Glenn Branca,
Vladislav Delay,
Infiniti,
Loose Ends,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Golliwogs,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Guru Guru,
The Music Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Duran Duran,
Dennis Brown,
Ultravox,
Excepter,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Tremeloes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Vainqueur,
Altered Images,
Grauzone,
The Dead C,
Technova,
The American Breed,
Popol Vuh,
The Young Rascals,
the Sonics,
Joe Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
Underground Resistance,
Tears for Fears,
Lyres,
Graham Central Station,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.