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 United States 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rod Modell to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Pagans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Smiths,
The Red Krayola,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fugs,
Rotary Connection,
Derrick May,
Rhythm & Sound,
Basic Channel,
Unrelated Segments,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The American Breed,
Depeche Mode,
Sonny Sharrock,
Barrington Levy,
The United States of America,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Janne Schatter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Organ,
World's Most,
Eric Copeland,
Max Romeo,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stiv Bators,
Barbara Tucker,
Radio Birdman,
Thompson Twins,
David Axelrod,
Guru Guru,
Agitation Free,
Pylon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Bar-Kays,
The Slits,
The Slackers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Last Poets,
The Neon Judgement,
Harry Pussy,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Slits,
Letta Mbulu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Von Mondo,
Wasted Youth,
Flipper,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rites of Spring,
Aural Exciters,
June Days,
The Gap Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Knickerbockers,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.