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 Singapore and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar 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 Roxy Music to the dance 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lyres,
Jeff Mills,
Neil Young,
The Dave Clark Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
Adolescents,
Traffic Nightmare,
CMW,
Todd Rundgren,
Deakin,
Rekid,
Soulsonic Force,
Faust,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Country Teasers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Magazine,
The Searchers,
the Normal,
Excepter,
LL Cool J,
Matthew Halsall,
Shuggie Otis,
Grandmaster Flash,
The New Christs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Piero Umiliani,
Y Pants,
Erykah Badu,
10cc,
Gerry Rafferty,
Brass Construction,
Ultra Naté,
Con Funk Shun,
Animal Collective,
Royal Trux,
Faraquet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Little Man,
Unwound,
The Gories,
Curtis Mayfield,
Khruangbin,
The Pop Group,
Lou Christie,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
UT,
Schoolly D,
Susan Cadogan,
Section 25,
Mad Mike,
Audionom,
Mantronix,
Bobby Womack,
Joensuu 1685,
Jerry's Kids,
The Birthday Party,
Jawbox,
Radiohead,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
JFA,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.