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 Brunei and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Michael McDonald 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 Lungfish to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler 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?
Babytalk,
June of 44,
Michelle Simonal,
the Sonics,
The Smoke,
Kerrie Biddell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Clear Light,
Sarah Menescal,
The Blackbyrds,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Letta Mbulu,
Toni Rubio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Searchers,
Drexciya,
Massinfluence,
The United States of America,
The Mojo Men,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Invisible,
The New Christs,
Reagan Youth,
Lungfish,
Newcleus,
Jacob Miller,
The Blues Magoos,
Joyce Sims,
Sixth Finger,
The Victims,
Boogie Down Productions,
New Order,
The Skatalites,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ponytail,
Tres Demented,
The Gories,
Ralphi Rosario,
Das Ding,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Banda Bassotti,
The J.B.'s,
Amon Düül II,
Dawn Penn,
Whodini,
Symarip,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Coltrane,
Duran Duran,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cecil Taylor,
Marcia Griffiths,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eurythmics,
Al Stewart,
Scrapy,
Monks,
Youth Brigade,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.