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 Kiribati and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 harpsichord 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Oneida,
These Immortal Souls,
CMW,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
X-101,
Henry Cow,
Gabor Szabo,
Funkadelic,
Al Stewart,
Moby Grape,
Chris & Cosey,
Tom Boy,
Ituana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New Age Steppers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
LL Cool J,
The Trojans,
Franke,
H. Thieme,
Zero Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
E-Dancer,
The New Christs,
ABBA,
Scratch Acid,
Roger Hodgson,
Alphaville,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Golliwogs,
David Axelrod,
the Sonics,
The Buckinghams,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bauhaus,
Pole,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Organ,
The Happenings,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Steve Hackett,
PIL,
Black Flag,
The Slackers,
Wire,
the Association,
Banda Bassotti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Frankie Knuckles,
In Retrospect,
Panda Bear,
Eden Ahbez,
Don Cherry,
The Birthday Party,
Adolescents,
Althea and Donna,
Godley & Creme,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.