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 Ireland and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Shoche to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Deakin 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 techno 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Girls At Our Best!,
Faust,
Bootsy Collins,
New York Dolls,
B.T. Express,
Amon Düül,
Robert Hood,
Rotary Connection,
Gichy Dan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Deakin,
The Slackers,
Ronan,
Davy DMX,
Average White Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Guru Guru,
Donny Hathaway,
The Litter,
Swans,
Crash Course in Science,
Kaleidoscope,
Soulsonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Freddie Wadling,
Lee Hazlewood,
Thee Headcoats,
The Flesh Eaters,
Symarip,
the Normal,
Funkadelic,
Letta Mbulu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arcadia,
AZ,
Lakeside,
Outsiders,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jacob Miller,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Vogues,
Warsaw,
The Searchers,
Fluxion,
Arthur Verocai,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
MDC,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Divine Comedy,
Kayak,
Hashim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.