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 Italy and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 marimba 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 The Fall to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Black Dice,
Gang Starr,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Evens,
Pere Ubu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Human League,
Main Source,
The Residents,
Pet Shop Boys,
48th St. Collective,
The Raincoats,
Eric Dolphy,
Bang On A Can,
Funky Four + One,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fat Boys,
Hardrive,
Rotary Connection,
The Golliwogs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pagans,
Dave Gahan,
Essential Logic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Skatalites,
Zero Boys,
Howard Jones,
Darondo,
Sun Ra,
Ossler,
Fela Kuti,
Bobby Byrd,
Lindisfarne,
Harry Pussy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gun Club,
Index,
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Hill,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fortunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeff Mills,
Siglo XX,
Gichy Dan,
Monolake,
Trumans Water,
The Toasters,
Unrelated Segments,
Danielle Patucci,
The Pop Group,
K-Klass,
The Selecter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sarah Menescal,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.