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 Denmark and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
DJ Style,
Funky Four + One,
Boz Scaggs,
MC5,
Minnie Riperton,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bootsy Collins,
Eric Copeland,
Agent Orange,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Malaria!,
X-101,
Cecil Taylor,
Fat Boys,
Soft Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Mummies,
Franke,
Qualms,
Groovy Waters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Smoke,
Dark Day,
Yusef Lateef,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Royal Trux,
T.S.O.L.,
Massinfluence,
Erykah Badu,
Gang Green,
Dual Sessions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Loose Ends,
Jandek,
Tears for Fears,
June Days,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barry Ungar,
The Martian,
Flipper,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Music Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maurizio,
Connie Case,
The Remains,
Sparks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Television Personalities,
Monks,
Hashim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Supertramp,
FM Einheit,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Amon Düül,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.