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 Chad and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Brothers Johnson to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Das Ding,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alice Coltrane,
Funky Four + One,
Arab on Radar,
Pet Shop Boys,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fugs,
Youth Brigade,
The Seeds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Erasure,
The Leaves,
Mission of Burma,
Matthew Halsall,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blackbyrds,
The Barracudas,
Cybotron,
Easy Going,
Roger Hodgson,
a-ha,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The New Christs,
Desert Stars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scan 7,
Morten Harket,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gladiators,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Wake,
Aloha Tigers,
Saccharine Trust,
Joey Negro,
John Cale,
PIL,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Y Pants,
Drive Like Jehu,
Amon Düül II,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Section 25,
Amazonics,
Dual Sessions,
Terry Callier,
The Durutti Column,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Technova,
Jeff Lynne,
Average White Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fall,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lightning Bolt,
The Monks,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.