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 Ukraine and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Eric Dolphy to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacob Miller,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ludus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Leaves,
Intrusion,
Bobby Womack,
KRS-One,
Yaz,
Crispian St. Peters,
OOIOO,
Half Japanese,
Radiohead,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Donald Byrd,
Kas Product,
Excepter,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pylon,
Soulsonic Force,
Suicide,
Danielle Patucci,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Accadde A,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Suburban Knight,
The Kinks,
Anakelly,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mojo Men,
The Human League,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Reuben Wilson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Section 25,
Sugar Minott,
Henry Cow,
Darondo,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gap Band,
Buzzcocks,
Soft Cell,
The Angels of Light,
Minnie Riperton,
Sun Ra,
AZ,
EPMD,
Slave,
Heaven 17,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cal Tjader,
The Standells,
The New Christs,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.