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 Iceland and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the dance 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Porter Ricks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Amon Düül,
Moss Icon,
The Fuzztones,
Index,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Patti Smith,
Outsiders,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Soft Cell,
Average White Band,
Wally Richardson,
the Swans,
Pantytec,
Brothers Johnson,
Josef K,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Buzzcocks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Robert Wyatt,
Dave Gahan,
Basic Channel,
Funkadelic,
Kas Product,
The J.B.'s,
Procol Harum,
Henry Cow,
Piero Umiliani,
Steve Hackett,
The Five Americans,
Inner City,
Isaac Hayes,
Blancmange,
Dennis Brown,
Black Bananas,
The Red Krayola,
Aswad,
Cybotron,
Avey Tare,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
H. Thieme,
Wings,
Bronski Beat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sexual Harrassment,
Accadde A,
Neil Young,
Adolescents,
Siglo XX,
Subhumans,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Idris Muhammad,
The Happenings,
The Moody Blues,
The New Christs,
Television,
Aural Exciters,
Magma,
Bobby Sherman,
R.M.O.,
The Neon Judgement,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.