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 Tunisia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Mantronix to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aloha Tigers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
Pantaleimon,
Avey Tare,
the Germs,
Jeff Lynne,
Camouflage,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Associates,
Visage,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blake Baxter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Livin' Joy,
Joey Negro,
Trumans Water,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hardrive,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick May,
Black Sheep,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Flag,
Robert Hood,
Pere Ubu,
The Fire Engines,
Easy Going,
UT,
Jacob Miller,
Vladislav Delay,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Young Rascals,
Rakim,
Robert Görl,
T.S.O.L.,
The Vogues,
MC5,
Eyeless In Gaza,
H. Thieme,
The Divine Comedy,
Scientists,
Roxette,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Boz Scaggs,
Yusef Lateef,
Crime,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Cale,
Index,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
New York Dolls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Juan Atkins,
Yaz,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.