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 Ethiopia and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Q and Not U to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Sarah Menescal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grey Daturas,
Zapp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Standells,
Ituana,
Young Marble Giants,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric Dolphy,
Hasil Adkins,
The American Breed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tommy Roe,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chrome,
Alton Ellis,
Blancmange,
Spoonie Gee,
Colin Newman,
Lucky Dragons,
Underground Resistance,
The Names,
Duran Duran,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Siglo XX,
Cameo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Arthur Verocai,
The Moody Blues,
Joyce Sims,
Nirvana,
Radio Birdman,
the Soft Cell,
Marmalade,
The Beau Brummels,
The Sonics,
Amon Düül II,
The Birthday Party,
Bang On A Can,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Howard Jones,
Davy DMX,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
LL Cool J,
Lungfish,
Boredoms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ohio Players,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.