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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Roxy Music to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Television,
Boz Scaggs,
Eden Ahbez,
Massinfluence,
Sonny Sharrock,
Urselle,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
June Days,
Tom Boy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Toasters,
Anthony Braxton,
Nico,
Whodini,
World's Most,
Swell Maps,
Dave Gahan,
Cal Tjader,
Sam Rivers,
Soulsonic Force,
Wasted Youth,
The Wake,
Young Marble Giants,
Sound Behaviour,
The Motions,
Flipper,
Franke,
The Buckinghams,
Joensuu 1685,
Reuben Wilson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Alarm Clocks,
Livin' Joy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Icehouse,
Sugar Minott,
Drive Like Jehu,
JFA,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Alison Limerick,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fall,
The Evens,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Machine,
Charles Mingus,
the Slits,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fugs,
Prince Buster,
Fela Kuti,
Thompson Twins,
Lalann,
Second Layer,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun City Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang of Four,
Bang On A Can,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.