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 South Africa and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Soulsonic Force to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Leonard Cohen,
Slick Rick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sister Nancy,
David Axelrod,
The Evens,
Shoche,
Nick Fraelich,
Tom Boy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Slave,
Faraquet,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oblivians,
The Golliwogs,
Icehouse,
The Fire Engines,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Mojo Men,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris Corsano,
Cecil Taylor,
Deakin,
The Pop Group,
Scientists,
U.S. Maple,
Joensuu 1685,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kayak,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Suburban Knight,
Joyce Sims,
One Last Wish,
Johnny Clarke,
The Count Five,
Albert Ayler,
Brick,
Crooked Eye,
The Victims,
Aswad,
Heaven 17,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young,
Grauzone,
Moebius,
Grey Daturas,
Newcleus,
Black Bananas,
Cybotron,
Skaos,
Radio Birdman,
Mark Hollis,
10cc,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Music Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.