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 Laos and from Hong Kong.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 Ituana to the funk 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
AZ,
Vladislav Delay,
Negative Approach,
The Fuzztones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
OOIOO,
Alison Limerick,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
T.S.O.L.,
Warren Ellis,
Index,
Fugazi,
Spoonie Gee,
Steve Hackett,
Public Enemy,
H. Thieme,
Youth Brigade,
Slave,
DJ Sneak,
Chris & Cosey,
a-ha,
The Zeros,
Ludus,
Saccharine Trust,
Niagra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang On A Can,
Bad Manners,
Pere Ubu,
Gang Starr,
Visage,
Rod Modell,
Brothers Johnson,
Arab on Radar,
Eve St. Jones,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mo-Dettes,
Angry Samoans,
Basic Channel,
The Modern Lovers,
Symarip,
Black Bananas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New York Dolls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Porter Ricks,
10cc,
Eli Mardock,
Lindisfarne,
Altered Images,
E-Dancer,
Rekid,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delon & Dalcan,
Loose Ends,
Erasure,
Bobby Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacob Miller,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.