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 Mozambique and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Althea and Donna to the rock 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
New Order,
Organ,
Agitation Free,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Harmonia,
Ronnie Foster,
Motorama,
Bush Tetras,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MC5,
Little Man,
Josef K,
Wire,
Magazine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cecil Taylor,
The Divine Comedy,
Tubeway Army,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deepchord,
Guru Guru,
Howard Jones,
Wings,
Gong,
The Dave Clark Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Cluster,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Model 500,
the Bar-Kays,
Eden Ahbez,
Chris Corsano,
Supertramp,
Brass Construction,
Leonard Cohen,
Schoolly D,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Lower 48,
Circle Jerks,
Darondo,
Throbbing Gristle,
F. McDonald,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The American Breed,
Shuggie Otis,
Arab on Radar,
The Walker Brothers,
Chris & Cosey,
OOIOO,
Toni Rubio,
The Busters,
Skriet,
Buzzcocks,
MDC,
Warren Ellis,
the Swans,
Babytalk,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.