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 Yemen and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Robert Görl to the jazz 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
The Pretty Things,
Fugazi,
Los Fastidios,
The Barracudas,
Angry Samoans,
Moby Grape,
Depeche Mode,
Matthew Halsall,
Roy Ayers,
Godley & Creme,
Lower 48,
Bang On A Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter & Gordon,
Das Ding,
Yellowson,
Jeff Mills,
Barclay James Harvest,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Starr,
Mark Hollis,
Zapp,
Bobby Womack,
Unrelated Segments,
Ornette Coleman,
The Human League,
Danielle Patucci,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Red Krayola,
Radiohead,
ABBA,
Gabor Szabo,
Yazoo,
Oblivians,
Jerry's Kids,
World's Most,
The Young Rascals,
Jacques Brel,
Hot Snakes,
Mars,
Henry Cow,
China Crisis,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Count Five,
Altered Images,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minutemen,
the Bar-Kays,
Grauzone,
Laurel Aitken,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxette,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Wake,
Half Japanese,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.