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 Eritrea and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes 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 Sam Rivers to the punk 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Make Up,
Vainqueur,
Lyres,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bobby Sherman,
Skaos,
Wasted Youth,
Infiniti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Los Fastidios,
Lucky Dragons,
Danielle Patucci,
Duran Duran,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neu!,
Absolute Body Control,
Lightning Bolt,
Barry Ungar,
Marmalade,
Bootsy Collins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
K-Klass,
The Index,
Mark Hollis,
Black Pus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hashim,
The Kinks,
Swell Maps,
Joey Negro,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ronnie Foster,
The Modern Lovers,
The Searchers,
The Grass Roots,
Y Pants,
Fat Boys,
Faraquet,
Idris Muhammad,
Fear,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Boredoms,
Altered Images,
Vladislav Delay,
The Five Americans,
The Birthday Party,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cramps,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon,
Yellowson,
Inner City,
Buzzcocks,
Jimmy McGriff,
June Days,
John Foxx,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.