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 Mauritius and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Lebanon Hanover to the dance 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Icehouse,
These Immortal Souls,
Youth Brigade,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Popol Vuh,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric B and Rakim,
Easy Going,
the Swans,
John Foxx,
Drive Like Jehu,
T.S.O.L.,
Kenny Larkin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Bush Tetras,
Kaleidoscope,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MC5,
Buzzcocks,
Lightning Bolt,
New Age Steppers,
Jeff Mills,
Qualms,
Roxy Music,
Basic Channel,
Royal Trux,
Kayak,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Underground Resistance,
Adolescents,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Moleskins,
Alton Ellis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sonic Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pole,
Nils Olav,
H. Thieme,
Au Pairs,
Avey Tare,
The Offenders,
Cybotron,
Angry Samoans,
Nik Kershaw,
Jandek,
Babytalk,
Kevin Saunderson,
Livin' Joy,
Pylon,
Porter Ricks,
Bill Near,
The Residents,
Barrington Levy,
Sam Rivers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Essential Logic,
Loose Ends,
The Victims,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fortunes,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.