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 Sri Lanka and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Deadbeat to the disco 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Green,
A Certain Ratio,
Isaac Hayes,
Sparks,
The Knickerbockers,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fuzztones,
Livin' Joy,
Joe Finger,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sun Ra,
Negative Approach,
The Searchers,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Monochrome Set,
the Soft Cell,
Shuggie Otis,
Sonic Youth,
The Barracudas,
The Smoke,
Sex Pistols,
Main Source,
Hashim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rekid,
The Motions,
Roxette,
One Last Wish,
Moby Grape,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pagans,
Deepchord,
Aloha Tigers,
Eddi Front,
Leonard Cohen,
Agent Orange,
Swell Maps,
Amon Düül II,
The Golliwogs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nick Fraelich,
Roxy Music,
Susan Cadogan,
Lyres,
PIL,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mary Jane Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
E-Dancer,
Qualms,
The Cure,
Country Teasers,
Pantaleimon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
John Coltrane,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.