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 Indonesia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Radiopuhelimet to the techno 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
World's Most,
David Axelrod,
Pulsallama,
Desert Stars,
AZ,
The Shadows of Knight,
Donald Byrd,
The Cramps,
Underground Resistance,
Jeru the Damaja,
Delta 5,
Niagra,
Make Up,
Oneida,
The Litter,
June Days,
Mr. Review,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Womack,
Brick,
La Düsseldorf,
Ossler,
Deakin,
Pierre Henry,
K-Klass,
The Star Department,
Unrelated Segments,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hashim,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gun Club,
Derrick Morgan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sparks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stiv Bators,
Susan Cadogan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roy Ayers,
Janne Schatter,
cv313,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül,
CMW,
Subhumans,
Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Birthday Party,
Index,
Slave,
Silicon Teens,
Barrington Levy,
The Kinks,
Sun City Girls,
The Seeds,
Minor Threat,
The Doors,
Crispian St. Peters,
Zero Boys,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.