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 Zimbabwe and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 The Zeros to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Bob Dylan,
The Wake,
Half Japanese,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alice Coltrane,
Franke,
The Happenings,
Laurel Aitken,
The Velvet Underground,
Sister Nancy,
Piero Umiliani,
Grandmaster Flash,
a-ha,
Young Marble Giants,
Fela Kuti,
Dave Gahan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Harmonia,
Albert Ayler,
The Smoke,
Public Enemy,
Bobby Byrd,
Sonic Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
F. McDonald,
Charles Mingus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Slave,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gladiators,
The Busters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Amon Düül II,
Organ,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sandy B,
Bobby Sherman,
Liliput,
Index,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kurtis Blow,
Mission of Burma,
Saccharine Trust,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tears for Fears,
Mantronix,
Donald Byrd,
The Dead C,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lightning Bolt,
10cc,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wolf Eyes,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.