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 Congo and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Radiohead to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Neil Young,
Cheater Slicks,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gabor Szabo,
Make Up,
Deakin,
Pulsallama,
Basic Channel,
David Axelrod,
The Star Department,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pere Ubu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tomorrow,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Metal Thangz,
Wasted Youth,
Howard Jones,
The Human League,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
World's Most,
Saccharine Trust,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mummies,
KRS-One,
Neu!,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Whodini,
Yazoo,
Gang Starr,
Accadde A,
Kurtis Blow,
Albert Ayler,
Scratch Acid,
Goldenarms,
Sight & Sound,
Gang of Four,
Anthony Braxton,
Fatback Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Faust,
Wings,
Ornette Coleman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Doors,
The Young Rascals,
Wire,
Pharoah Sanders,
FM Einheit,
Bronski Beat,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.