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 Italy and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 Bobby Womack to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Yellowson,
The Moody Blues,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sun City Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Supertramp,
CMW,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Avey Tare,
Ohio Players,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Little Man,
MC5,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Searchers,
Ronnie Foster,
The Standells,
Sun Ra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Todd Rundgren,
Von Mondo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Johnny Clarke,
The Velvet Underground,
Fad Gadget,
Altered Images,
Donny Hathaway,
The Electric Prunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Andrew Hill,
Section 25,
FM Einheit,
48th St. Collective,
Freddie Wadling,
Mo-Dettes,
The Cramps,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Reed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerrie Biddell,
Quantec,
Peter & Gordon,
Ice-T,
The Count Five,
Ornette Coleman,
June of 44,
Suicide,
Hardrive,
Cecil Taylor,
Bad Manners,
Hoover,
10cc,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wasted Youth,
The Seeds,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.