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 Brunei and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 clarinet 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 Minutemen to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Dual Sessions,
Deadbeat,
The Toasters,
Albert Ayler,
Sister Nancy,
The Angels of Light,
Roxette,
Hot Snakes,
Rotary Connection,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rakim,
The Cure,
Qualms,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sun City Girls,
Stetsasonic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rhythm & Sound,
Main Source,
Au Pairs,
Letta Mbulu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Altered Images,
Minny Pops,
The Vogues,
Robert Wyatt,
Soul II Soul,
Adolescents,
Nick Fraelich,
New Age Steppers,
Pantaleimon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grauzone,
Wire,
Joe Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Aaron Thompson,
Infiniti,
Lightning Bolt,
The Martian,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Modern Lovers,
Arab on Radar,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hoover,
Todd Rundgren,
Saccharine Trust,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Erykah Badu,
Anthony Braxton,
Oblivians,
Quantec,
L. Decosne,
Radiohead,
Shuggie Otis,
John Holt,
Essential Logic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Carl Craig,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.