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 Belarus and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 Deakin to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. 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?
Lou Christie,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rekid,
The Kinks,
Tres Demented,
Radio Birdman,
The Mojo Men,
The Standells,
Japan,
Rotary Connection,
The Beau Brummels,
Funkadelic,
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
Franke,
Negative Approach,
John Coltrane,
Rakim,
The Modern Lovers,
Technova,
Jandek,
Ituana,
Severed Heads,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Electric Prunes,
T. Rex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lalann,
The Real Kids,
Donald Byrd,
Dorothy Ashby,
Public Enemy,
The Five Americans,
Subhumans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Isaac Hayes,
The Moleskins,
Scratch Acid,
Deepchord,
Electric Prunes,
Bluetip,
The Blues Magoos,
Audionom,
Monks,
Susan Cadogan,
Cheater Slicks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Masters at Work,
Neil Young,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Toasters,
Bobby Byrd,
The Pop Group,
New York Dolls,
Flipper,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aloha Tigers,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.