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 Singapore and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Donald Fagen 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 The Birthday Party to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rufus Thomas,
Steve Hackett,
The Searchers,
The Motions,
Robert Hood,
Sun Ra,
The Seeds,
Oneida,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Bananas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cluster,
Ossler,
Soulsonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Kinks,
X-Ray Spex,
Zapp,
Darondo,
Urselle,
Derrick Morgan,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Moody Blues,
Amon Düül,
One Last Wish,
Joensuu 1685,
Funky Four + One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
L. Decosne,
Marc Almond,
The Buckinghams,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
Sparks,
Thompson Twins,
Roxy Music,
Slave,
The Remains,
Public Enemy,
Little Man,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash,
Altered Images,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tim Buckley,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Holt,
Funkadelic,
Todd Rundgren,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Porter Ricks,
John Foxx,
Ultra Naté,
Laurel Aitken,
Donald Byrd,
Glenn Branca,
The Cramps,
John Cale,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Golliwogs,
John Coltrane,
Kerri Chandler,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.