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 Russia and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Harry Pussy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eric Copeland,
Icehouse,
Alphaville,
KRS-One,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quando Quango,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Alarm Clocks,
Absolute Body Control,
David Axelrod,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Au Pairs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Easy Going,
Davy DMX,
Sight & Sound,
AZ,
Kaleidoscope,
The Leaves,
Eric Dolphy,
Man Parrish,
Toni Rubio,
Interpol,
Aswad,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Donny Hathaway,
Sonic Youth,
Bobby Byrd,
Matthew Bourne,
Lakeside,
Jeff Lynne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rotary Connection,
Darondo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
One Last Wish,
Ice-T,
Rakim,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick May,
Pussy Galore,
Negative Approach,
ABC,
Pylon,
Robert Wyatt,
Average White Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Monolake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
June of 44,
Symarip,
Amon Düül II,
The Human League,
Lower 48,
Mo-Dettes,
Cameo,
Max Romeo,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.