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 Niger and from London.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jacob Miller to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
The Happenings,
Pantaleimon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mission of Burma,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Khruangbin,
Isaac Hayes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Shoche,
The Knickerbockers,
Bluetip,
Guru Guru,
The Kinks,
The Sonics,
Freddie Wadling,
The Evens,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Association,
Eden Ahbez,
Drive Like Jehu,
Cymande,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Shuggie Otis,
Moebius,
Duran Duran,
Buzzcocks,
Iggy Pop,
Althea and Donna,
Smog,
Infiniti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Skriet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kas Product,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Accadde A,
Young Marble Giants,
Siglo XX,
Vainqueur,
Donald Byrd,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quando Quango,
Donny Hathaway,
Rod Modell,
Lyres,
T.S.O.L.,
Alphaville,
Dennis Brown,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Soft Cell,
Lightning Bolt,
Quadrant,
Grauzone,
Black Flag,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.