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 Uganda and from Paris.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin 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 Godley & Creme to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive 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?
In Retrospect,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Model 500,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Residents,
Monolake,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
One Last Wish,
Altered Images,
Motorama,
The Mojo Men,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quantec,
Gang Gang Dance,
Animal Collective,
The Mummies,
Sex Pistols,
Inner City,
Yazoo,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fall,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fluxion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jeff Mills,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Raincoats,
Negative Approach,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Searchers,
Icehouse,
The Red Krayola,
Pussy Galore,
The United States of America,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DNA,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pere Ubu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aaron Thompson,
Minnie Riperton,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Laurel Aitken,
Scott Walker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moebius,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultimate Spinach,
Stiv Bators,
Urselle,
Roger Hodgson,
Tres Demented,
Fugazi,
Hardrive,
Mo-Dettes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Symarip,
X-Ray Spex,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.