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 Cape Verde and from Seoul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Urselle to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
X-Ray Spex,
Rapeman,
Glambeats Corp.,
Skaos,
The Toasters,
Average White Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Graham Central Station,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marine Girls,
Radiohead,
Lakeside,
Cameo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Lydon,
The Birthday Party,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cybotron,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terry Callier,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Organ,
Kaleidoscope,
Reuben Wilson,
Derrick Morgan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Q65,
Yusef Lateef,
Bill Wells,
The Remains,
Smog,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Funky Four + One,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sixth Finger,
Sight & Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
FM Einheit,
MC5,
Marc Almond,
Pantytec,
The Selecter,
The Real Kids,
Agent Orange,
Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Procol Harum,
Alphaville,
Agitation Free,
Derrick May,
Eli Mardock,
The Young Rascals,
Circle Jerks,
Vainqueur,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bush Tetras,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.