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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Bauhaus to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anthony Braxton,
The Human League,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cameo,
Fear,
The Gories,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Derrick Morgan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echospace,
Crash Course in Science,
Depeche Mode,
The Happenings,
The Knickerbockers,
Loose Ends,
Agitation Free,
KRS-One,
Porter Ricks,
Idris Muhammad,
Eli Mardock,
Barrington Levy,
Scientists,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Tremeloes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nico,
Section 25,
Moss Icon,
Rosa Yemen,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
MC5,
L. Decosne,
Lalann,
La Düsseldorf,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stereo Dub,
The Monochrome Set,
Eve St. Jones,
John Holt,
Pussy Galore,
Michelle Simonal,
Von Mondo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bob Dylan,
The Remains,
Vladislav Delay,
Graham Central Station,
Tomorrow,
Arcadia,
Cheater Slicks,
Qualms,
Country Teasers,
Steve Hackett,
Erykah Badu,
Eric Copeland,
Tears for Fears,
Slave,
New York Dolls,
Silicon Teens,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.