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 Mongolia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Joensuu 1685 to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Jeff Lynne,
Aaron Thompson,
Royal Trux,
Youth Brigade,
The Mojo Men,
Alison Limerick,
Arab on Radar,
Sun Ra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Young Marble Giants,
Camberwell Now,
Heaven 17,
Althea and Donna,
The Trojans,
Brothers Johnson,
Con Funk Shun,
Radiohead,
Second Layer,
The Move,
Bobby Byrd,
Kevin Saunderson,
Basic Channel,
The Knickerbockers,
Piero Umiliani,
The Neon Judgement,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fugs,
Deadbeat,
The Human League,
Hasil Adkins,
Toni Rubio,
The Gap Band,
Q and Not U,
Aural Exciters,
The Happenings,
Eddi Front,
Fear,
Adolescents,
Tres Demented,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Qualms,
The Barracudas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Accadde A,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nick Fraelich,
Lyres,
Zapp,
The Leaves,
This Heat,
Barrington Levy,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Smiths,
Laurel Aitken,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
OOIOO,
Clear Light,
The Fall,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.