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 Portugal and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Moss Icon to the electroclash 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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Joy Division,
Black Pus,
F. McDonald,
U.S. Maple,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Japan,
The Gories,
The Red Krayola,
Cameo,
The Moleskins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Intrusion,
Stereo Dub,
Simply Red,
The Names,
The Selecter,
Masters at Work,
Peter & Gordon,
Oblivians,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Görl,
The Litter,
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harmonia,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
A Certain Ratio,
The Barracudas,
Ice-T,
The Evens,
Rotary Connection,
Lungfish,
Connie Case,
The Gap Band,
Joey Negro,
Gong,
Moss Icon,
Television Personalities,
Ken Boothe,
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlback,
Los Fastidios,
Eric Copeland,
Drexciya,
Spandau Ballet,
the Bar-Kays,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Graham Central Station,
Pierre Henry,
Scan 7,
Urselle,
Quadrant,
Liliput,
John Foxx,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Shuggie Otis,
Bang On A Can,
Marshall Jefferson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.