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 Moldova and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Idris Muhammad to the jazz 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
The Selecter,
Easy Going,
JFA,
Warren Ellis,
Kenny Larkin,
Henry Cow,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Guru Guru,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wasted Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Music Machine,
Stetsasonic,
The Fuzztones,
The Zeros,
Hardrive,
Wings,
Hot Snakes,
Fela Kuti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Birthday Party,
The Doobie Brothers,
Technova,
Supertramp,
Lungfish,
Royal Trux,
Yellowson,
The Dirtbombs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eddi Front,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-101,
Amon Düül II,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sparks,
Fugazi,
Qualms,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Raincoats,
The Star Department,
Brand Nubian,
Audionom,
The Black Dice,
Delta 5,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
New Order,
Deakin,
OOIOO,
New Age Steppers,
Erasure,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Human League,
kango's stein massive,
The Cramps,
The United States of America,
The Wake,
James White and The Blacks,
The Blackbyrds,
the Swans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Freddie Wadling,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.