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 Uruguay and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Neu! to the rock 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Pulsallama,
cv313,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lungfish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
U.S. Maple,
Altered Images,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Normal,
Aural Exciters,
Stiv Bators,
Jimmy McGriff,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stereo Dub,
Lower 48,
The Fuzztones,
The Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Isaac Hayes,
Desert Stars,
Vainqueur,
Lindisfarne,
Chris Corsano,
Rosa Yemen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bad Manners,
Lightning Bolt,
Warren Ellis,
Aloha Tigers,
Mo-Dettes,
Wolf Eyes,
Bizarre Inc.,
June of 44,
the Swans,
Amon Düül II,
Cameo,
Tomorrow,
the Bar-Kays,
Schoolly D,
The Cure,
The Raincoats,
Harmonia,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Little Man,
Zero Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Hashim,
The Gories,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
a-ha,
Drexciya,
the Sonics,
The Barracudas,
ABBA,
Radio Birdman,
Robert Görl,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deakin,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.