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 Iraq and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Grey Daturas 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Cale,
Robert Görl,
The Gories,
Crash Course in Science,
The Saints,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Angels of Light,
Minutemen,
Kas Product,
Gang of Four,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Avey Tare,
MC5,
Q and Not U,
The Beau Brummels,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Knickerbockers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Monolake,
The Black Dice,
Moss Icon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Adolescents,
The Residents,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scion,
Derrick May,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fall,
Darondo,
Kenny Larkin,
Public Image Ltd.,
Magma,
10cc,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roger Hodgson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Swans,
Prince Buster,
Howard Jones,
Newcleus,
X-102,
Robert Hood,
Rod Modell,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Duran Duran,
Brand Nubian,
Urselle,
cv313,
Q65,
Harmonia,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun Ra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Dirtbombs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.