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 Cameroon and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Massinfluence to the dance 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Absolute Body Control,
The Skatalites,
Barrington Levy,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Young Rascals,
Juan Atkins,
Television,
Radio Birdman,
Avey Tare,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed,
The New Christs,
X-Ray Spex,
Electric Prunes,
Rekid,
The Star Department,
the Association,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Q and Not U,
Y Pants,
Minnie Riperton,
Darondo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABC,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chris Corsano,
Jacob Miller,
Fluxion,
The Grass Roots,
Mars,
Erasure,
La Düsseldorf,
Nick Fraelich,
Sällskapet,
Stereo Dub,
The Count Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
U.S. Maple,
Can,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra,
Ken Boothe,
Procol Harum,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dawn Penn,
Chrome,
Deakin,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fire Engines,
Amon Düül II,
These Immortal Souls,
Steve Hackett,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Byrd,
Duran Duran,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-101,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.