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 Russia and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bobby Byrd to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Donny Hathaway,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül,
Aural Exciters,
Joe Finger,
MDC,
Stereo Dub,
Mr. Review,
Gastr Del Sol,
Swell Maps,
Jandek,
Underground Resistance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Flamin' Groovies,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Charles Mingus,
Lalann,
Flipper,
Freddie Wadling,
The Busters,
Suicide,
The Gap Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Martian,
Make Up,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Al Stewart,
Sun Ra,
Eurythmics,
Lalo Schifrin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
Dave Gahan,
Black Moon,
Index,
Cal Tjader,
10cc,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
James White and The Blacks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scrapy,
New York Dolls,
T. Rex,
Robert Görl,
Isaac Hayes,
Nick Fraelich,
Roxette,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gong,
Soul Sonic Force,
Public Enemy,
Slick Rick,
Don Cherry,
Quadrant,
Hoover,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vainqueur,
Dawn Penn,
Tubeway Army,
Wally Richardson,
La Düsseldorf,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.