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 Georgia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 David Bowie 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 The Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warren Ellis,
The Zeros,
In Retrospect,
Accadde A,
Visage,
Inner City,
Soul Sonic Force,
Flipper,
Ludus,
The Names,
Cecil Taylor,
Eurythmics,
Sun Ra,
Eddi Front,
The Doors,
Barrington Levy,
Franke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
cv313,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Hot Snakes,
Rakim,
Drexciya,
Colin Newman,
The Sound,
Loose Ends,
Warsaw,
Moebius,
Junior Murvin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Royal Trux,
Toni Rubio,
Bobby Sherman,
Hardrive,
Matthew Bourne,
The Seeds,
Minutemen,
E-Dancer,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Black Sheep,
Desert Stars,
Au Pairs,
Tom Boy,
Second Layer,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun City Girls,
Fear,
New York Dolls,
Jeff Mills,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric Dolphy,
Model 500,
Monks,
Joey Negro,
Terry Callier,
Crime,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eden Ahbez,
The Trojans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.