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 Korea North and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Donald Fagen 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 Soulsonic Force to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Copeland,
Pussy Galore,
Bob Dylan,
Spoonie Gee,
Pulsallama,
Angry Samoans,
Masters at Work,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rakim,
Altered Images,
Robert Hood,
Arab on Radar,
Lucky Dragons,
T. Rex,
Kenny Larkin,
Connie Case,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Traffic Nightmare,
Flipper,
Stetsasonic,
Gong,
Jimmy McGriff,
Easy Going,
the Swans,
The Monks,
David Bowie,
Neil Young,
The Pretty Things,
The Vogues,
Sound Behaviour,
Joy Division,
Royal Trux,
Ronan,
Supertramp,
The Sound,
Goldenarms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tubeway Army,
The Golliwogs,
Audionom,
Procol Harum,
The Count Five,
Second Layer,
Oneida,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Subhumans,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Görl,
Bill Near,
Dave Gahan,
The Dead C,
Can,
Johnny Clarke,
Country Teasers,
DJ Sneak,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.