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 Ivory Coast and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gang of Four to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
World's Most,
Laurel Aitken,
Kaleidoscope,
Bad Manners,
The Residents,
The Knickerbockers,
Hoover,
Rapeman,
The Modern Lovers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stetsasonic,
The Wake,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Grass Roots,
Black Sheep,
Ituana,
Blossom Toes,
Harry Pussy,
Grauzone,
The Gap Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric Dolphy,
The Smoke,
MDC,
The Standells,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Qualms,
Joe Finger,
Kool Moe Dee,
JFA,
Fat Boys,
The Trojans,
Model 500,
Kayak,
Ronan,
Pantytec,
The Selecter,
Eurythmics,
Aswad,
Public Enemy,
Masters at Work,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Duran Duran,
The Beau Brummels,
Gastr Del Sol,
Index,
Bang On A Can,
Soulsonic Force,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Searchers,
Hasil Adkins,
Spandau Ballet,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Busters,
Johnny Clarke,
Leonard Cohen,
Lucky Dragons,
kango's stein massive,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.