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 Honduras and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Q65 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
A Certain Ratio,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Lydon,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Japan,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Vogues,
Spandau Ballet,
Ludus,
Can,
Eden Ahbez,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultra Naté,
Prince Buster,
Rites of Spring,
Lindisfarne,
Bill Wells,
Mantronix,
Public Enemy,
Peter & Gordon,
Tres Demented,
ABC,
The Buckinghams,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crime,
Kenny Larkin,
The Monks,
The Fire Engines,
La Düsseldorf,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pulsallama,
Royal Trux,
The Misunderstood,
Organ,
Fluxion,
Quadrant,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
Marmalade,
Ossler,
Robert Görl,
Gang of Four,
Agitation Free,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tubeway Army,
Babytalk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stiv Bators,
Nils Olav,
Soul Sonic Force,
Metal Thangz,
The Residents,
OOIOO,
Thompson Twins,
Ponytail,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Neil Young,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.