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 Niger and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Wolf Eyes to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Rotary Connection,
Gang of Four,
Youth Brigade,
Alison Limerick,
Subhumans,
The Fire Engines,
Oblivians,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter & Gordon,
Junior Murvin,
Bill Wells,
Arthur Verocai,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Blancmange,
Peter and Kerry,
Jacob Miller,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Moleskins,
Procol Harum,
Wally Richardson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Count Five,
Stetsasonic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Inner City,
Royal Trux,
Nation of Ulysses,
Babytalk,
Gang Starr,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Panda Bear,
Neil Young,
The Fall,
Whodini,
Gichy Dan,
The Associates,
LL Cool J,
Mars,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Blossom Toes,
Y Pants,
David Bowie,
Theoretical Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra,
Underground Resistance,
Metal Thangz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roxette,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sandy B,
Bill Near,
Magazine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.