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 Belarus and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Tres Demented to the rock 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crash Course in Science,
Severed Heads,
Blossom Toes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Procol Harum,
Goldenarms,
Janne Schatter,
The Stooges,
Moby Grape,
Oneida,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter and Kerry,
The Golliwogs,
The Music Machine,
Blake Baxter,
The Techniques,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Swell Maps,
The Names,
Main Source,
Alice Coltrane,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Anthony Braxton,
Fad Gadget,
Drexciya,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Young Rascals,
The Count Five,
Qualms,
Aswad,
Roxette,
H. Thieme,
Josef K,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alphaville,
Royal Trux,
Sixth Finger,
Technova,
John Coltrane,
Brick,
Rufus Thomas,
The Standells,
The Doobie Brothers,
The United States of America,
FM Einheit,
Isaac Hayes,
T.S.O.L.,
Delta 5,
Basic Channel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
One Last Wish,
Joe Finger,
Gichy Dan,
David Axelrod,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
L. Decosne,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.