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 Lebanon and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eric Dolphy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Panda Bear,
The Kinks,
Judy Mowatt,
The Litter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Sneak,
Yusef Lateef,
KRS-One,
Soulsonic Force,
L. Decosne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Amon Düül II,
The Blackbyrds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABC,
Country Teasers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Glenn Branca,
Visage,
UT,
Pantytec,
Spoonie Gee,
Nick Fraelich,
Mark Hollis,
Bush Tetras,
The J.B.'s,
Section 25,
The Monks,
The Wake,
Terry Callier,
Procol Harum,
K-Klass,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeff Mills,
Sonic Youth,
Interpol,
Faust,
Cal Tjader,
Reagan Youth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jerry's Kids,
John Coltrane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Cecil Taylor,
Connie Case,
Malaria!,
Quando Quango,
The Smiths,
Zero Boys,
Grauzone,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang Green,
Quadrant,
The Techniques,
Trumans Water,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.