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 Luxembourg and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Chris Corsano to the punk 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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Hasil Adkins,
The Residents,
Tim Buckley,
The Stooges,
Ronan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Green,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Evens,
LL Cool J,
The Litter,
Jeru the Damaja,
Blossom Toes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Iggy Pop,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skriet,
Hashim,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Coltrane,
Model 500,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yellowson,
Banda Bassotti,
Don Cherry,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Happenings,
Scientists,
The Grass Roots,
Nation of Ulysses,
Terrestrial Tones,
Thee Headcoats,
David Axelrod,
The Tremeloes,
Scan 7,
The Kinks,
Funkadelic,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Clear Light,
Gong,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Standells,
Sugar Minott,
Talk Talk,
Bootsy Collins,
Ossler,
Bang On A Can,
Todd Rundgren,
The Techniques,
Unrelated Segments,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deakin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Offenders,
Au Pairs,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.