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 South and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sun City Girls to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yazoo,
The Golliwogs,
The J.B.'s,
Country Teasers,
Ken Boothe,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fuzztones,
Half Japanese,
Henry Cow,
Blake Baxter,
Magma,
Dorothy Ashby,
Swell Maps,
Monks,
Ralphi Rosario,
New Order,
The Red Krayola,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grauzone,
Barrington Levy,
Fugazi,
Qualms,
Eurythmics,
Tom Boy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang of Four,
Heaven 17,
Pharoah Sanders,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ossler,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soft Machine,
Jawbox,
Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
Al Stewart,
Charles Mingus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cybotron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Divine Comedy,
Cal Tjader,
The Electric Prunes,
D'Angelo,
DJ Sneak,
Tubeway Army,
Janne Schatter,
Kas Product,
Television Personalities,
Curtis Mayfield,
Barbara Tucker,
The Offenders,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Green,
The Victims,
Judy Mowatt,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.