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 Liberia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 New Age Steppers to the rock 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
X-Ray Spex,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Maleditus Sound,
Cluster,
Neu!,
Barry Ungar,
Eli Mardock,
ABBA,
Motorama,
LL Cool J,
Rosa Yemen,
Monolake,
Arthur Verocai,
D'Angelo,
the Swans,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Sherman,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Moebius,
Cecil Taylor,
The Barracudas,
Model 500,
Pagans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yusef Lateef,
The Modern Lovers,
Groovy Waters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Derrick May,
Matthew Bourne,
the Association,
Eric Dolphy,
Sällskapet,
Ituana,
Lucky Dragons,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dark Day,
Bronski Beat,
Joy Division,
K-Klass,
Tubeway Army,
Public Enemy,
Bush Tetras,
Piero Umiliani,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cheater Slicks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arab on Radar,
Dual Sessions,
Deepchord,
Mantronix,
The Black Dice,
Kerrie Biddell,
Byron Stingily,
Girls At Our Best!,
Max Romeo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kayak,
The J.B.'s,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.