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 Sweden and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lakeside to the crunk 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker,
The Doobie Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Michelle Simonal,
Al Stewart,
Groovy Waters,
The Red Krayola,
Make Up,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joey Negro,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Residents,
Television,
the Fania All-Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
D'Angelo,
T.S.O.L.,
Leonard Cohen,
Cheater Slicks,
The Angels of Light,
Crooked Eye,
Lower 48,
Gregory Isaacs,
Arthur Verocai,
Swell Maps,
Organ,
Chrome,
Rapeman,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Christie,
Whodini,
Man Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
KRS-One,
Monks,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scrapy,
The Wake,
Alison Limerick,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
New Age Steppers,
The Cramps,
Kerri Chandler,
Duran Duran,
Joyce Sims,
Gang Starr,
The Litter,
The Neon Judgement,
Warren Ellis,
Barbara Tucker,
The Raincoats,
Marvin Gaye,
Surgeon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Star Department,
Iggy Pop,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.