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 Venezuela and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Essential Logic to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nirvana,
Surgeon,
Bootsy Collins,
Average White Band,
The Skatalites,
New Age Steppers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Guru Guru,
Stereo Dub,
The Mummies,
Vainqueur,
Kurtis Blow,
Byron Stingily,
The Misunderstood,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultravox,
Idris Muhammad,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Khruangbin,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Busters,
Section 25,
Cymande,
The Offenders,
Arab on Radar,
Crime,
Amon Düül,
The Victims,
June Days,
Intrusion,
Zero Boys,
Robert Hood,
The Dirtbombs,
Liliput,
Black Sheep,
Hot Snakes,
Bauhaus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chrome,
Sex Pistols,
Pussy Galore,
Flash Fearless,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thompson Twins,
Chris & Cosey,
Wire,
Whodini,
OOIOO,
Susan Cadogan,
U.S. Maple,
Grey Daturas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Big Daddy Kane,
X-Ray Spex,
The Human League,
Country Teasers,
the Normal,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.