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 Singapore and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ossler to the electroclash 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Pus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Juan Atkins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pere Ubu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roger Hodgson,
Dead Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Whodini,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry's Kids,
The Saints,
Second Layer,
Panda Bear,
Colin Newman,
Robert Görl,
Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Swell Maps,
Ohio Players,
In Retrospect,
Drive Like Jehu,
Michelle Simonal,
Matthew Bourne,
Buzzcocks,
Rufus Thomas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eric B and Rakim,
Public Enemy,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barrington Levy,
The Motions,
Cheater Slicks,
Index,
John Cale,
June Days,
The Gun Club,
The American Breed,
Marine Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Robert Wyatt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dawn Penn,
Lakeside,
Mo-Dettes,
Average White Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
Iggy Pop,
Moebius,
John Lydon,
Susan Cadogan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pierre Henry,
X-101,
Gong,
Agent Orange,
The Searchers,
Symarip,
The Invisible,
CMW,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.