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 Seychelles and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum 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 Amon Düül to the funk 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Mandrill,
Gang Starr,
Avey Tare,
Lower 48,
Wally Richardson,
Brothers Johnson,
Hashim,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Max Romeo,
Sparks,
World's Most,
Franke,
Symarip,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gong,
Howard Jones,
Sun Ra,
Anthony Braxton,
DJ Sneak,
Althea and Donna,
Sly & The Family Stone,
China Crisis,
The Doors,
The Star Department,
Alton Ellis,
The Kinks,
Lucky Dragons,
The Angels of Light,
Cecil Taylor,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fortunes,
Crooked Eye,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wings,
CMW,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ludus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arab on Radar,
Andrew Hill,
The Zeros,
Easy Going,
Jeff Lynne,
Kas Product,
The Slits,
Lakeside,
E-Dancer,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Sonics,
Malaria!,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Standells,
Pulsallama,
The Divine Comedy,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Silicon Teens,
Reagan Youth,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.