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 Vietnam and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Procol Harum,
Jacob Miller,
Bauhaus,
Sun Ra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
a-ha,
Sight & Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lakeside,
Jeff Lynne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Smoke,
Con Funk Shun,
Gastr Del Sol,
Warren Ellis,
Blake Baxter,
Brick,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sonics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scrapy,
Laurel Aitken,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Grass Roots,
Panda Bear,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Y Pants,
Yazoo,
Q and Not U,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soulsonic Force,
Ohio Players,
Juan Atkins,
Max Romeo,
Marvin Gaye,
Sixth Finger,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Zapp,
Ossler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
OOIOO,
Amon Düül II,
Rod Modell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Icehouse,
A Certain Ratio,
Television,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Boz Scaggs,
The Walker Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Sheep,
Suicide,
Joe Finger,
Neu!,
Joe Smooth,
Pantytec,
LL Cool J,
Dark Day,
Bob Dylan,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.