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 Jordan and from Bologna.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Kaleidoscope,
Wasted Youth,
Judy Mowatt,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hot Snakes,
The Durutti Column,
Minor Threat,
Scion,
Neu!,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flash Fearless,
Hashim,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ronnie Foster,
Ituana,
Cameo,
Bauhaus,
Darondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dead Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Average White Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marvin Gaye,
The Skatalites,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed,
Aaron Thompson,
Peter & Gordon,
Joy Division,
Main Source,
Sällskapet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ten City,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Curtis Mayfield,
Los Fastidios,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Coltrane,
The Wake,
Yusef Lateef,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Bronski Beat,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tim Buckley,
The United States of America,
Al Stewart,
Jeff Lynne,
PIL,
Josef K,
DJ Sneak,
Trumans Water,
Marmalade,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.