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 Eritrea and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Barclay James Harvest to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
10cc,
The Raincoats,
The Smiths,
Letta Mbulu,
Radio Birdman,
The Cure,
Q and Not U,
Dead Boys,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Hill,
Bush Tetras,
Depeche Mode,
Soft Machine,
Terry Callier,
Accadde A,
L. Decosne,
The Invisible,
Ken Boothe,
The Mojo Men,
These Immortal Souls,
Silicon Teens,
The Pop Group,
Warren Ellis,
Juan Atkins,
The Motions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bronski Beat,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gong,
Cameo,
Tubeway Army,
X-102,
Theoretical Girls,
The Residents,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Susan Cadogan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Khruangbin,
The Gories,
June of 44,
LL Cool J,
Pierre Henry,
The Gladiators,
the Soft Cell,
Sex Pistols,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Yellowson,
OOIOO,
Procol Harum,
The Divine Comedy,
Babytalk,
The Real Kids,
The Sonics,
EPMD,
Absolute Body Control,
Pagans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Zapp,
Joensuu 1685,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.