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 Germany and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 The Knickerbockers to the disco 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Pretty Things,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Slackers,
Soft Cell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Negative Approach,
Hasil Adkins,
The Techniques,
Schoolly D,
The Wake,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Monks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Leaves,
Mad Mike,
The Sonics,
Pierre Henry,
Adolescents,
Gang Green,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stereo Dub,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Christie,
Matthew Halsall,
Ice-T,
UT,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
U.S. Maple,
The Velvet Underground,
Susan Cadogan,
The Divine Comedy,
Slave,
The Smoke,
Sam Rivers,
Roxette,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Maleditus Sound,
Warsaw,
Visage,
Public Enemy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Wyatt,
Reuben Wilson,
Freddie Wadling,
Avey Tare,
Magazine,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Zapp,
Pantaleimon,
Wings,
Pylon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scan 7,
Isaac Hayes,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Starr,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.