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 Eritrea and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 dance 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sister Nancy,
Deepchord,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Suburban Knight,
X-101,
Hashim,
The Gap Band,
Sixth Finger,
Icehouse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Duran Duran,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fluxion,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gun Club,
Piero Umiliani,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Carl Craig,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Minutemen,
The Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Funkadelic,
the Association,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Doors,
Unwound,
Dennis Brown,
Sällskapet,
The Toasters,
Maurizio,
Letta Mbulu,
cv313,
Ituana,
Erasure,
Depeche Mode,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ossler,
Jeru the Damaja,
Chris & Cosey,
Oblivians,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marine Girls,
Model 500,
Sandy B,
Al Stewart,
Sonic Youth,
Adolescents,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.