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 Milan.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Susan Cadogan to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
The Neon Judgement,
The Sonics,
Thompson Twins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Blake Baxter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
CMW,
Arthur Verocai,
Howard Jones,
Talk Talk,
Erasure,
Livin' Joy,
Pulsallama,
Vainqueur,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aural Exciters,
Stetsasonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Half Japanese,
Niagra,
Pylon,
Smog,
Amon Düül,
Blancmange,
E-Dancer,
PIL,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nils Olav,
Ituana,
The Kinks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gun Club,
Jandek,
Roy Ayers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
The Slackers,
Fluxion,
The Gories,
Gong,
Interpol,
Ossler,
Neil Young,
Stereo Dub,
Peter & Gordon,
Bill Near,
Delta 5,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül II,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
F. McDonald,
Sandy B,
Jacques Brel,
Robert Hood,
Yaz,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.