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 Armenia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Lalann to the grunge 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City 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?
David Axelrod,
Camouflage,
Chris & Cosey,
Popol Vuh,
Yazoo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ludus,
Bronski Beat,
Cheater Slicks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Angels of Light,
Technova,
Matthew Bourne,
Todd Rundgren,
the Normal,
John Coltrane,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tomorrow,
Wolf Eyes,
Japan,
Patti Smith,
Lower 48,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Susan Cadogan,
Davy DMX,
X-Ray Spex,
Tres Demented,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lyres,
Basic Channel,
Terry Callier,
Second Layer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Qualms,
The Smoke,
Blossom Toes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Q and Not U,
These Immortal Souls,
Byron Stingily,
Donny Hathaway,
Bob Dylan,
Y Pants,
Jesper Dahlback,
Smog,
Fear,
Parry Music,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Maurizio,
Unrelated Segments,
Brick,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Victims,
Country Teasers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kas Product,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.