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 Qatar and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tom Boy to the dance 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Swans,
Barclay James Harvest,
H. Thieme,
the Normal,
The Moody Blues,
Nico,
Heaven 17,
Nick Fraelich,
Groovy Waters,
Metal Thangz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
CMW,
R.M.O.,
The Offenders,
The Smiths,
Crime,
Wolf Eyes,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
Banda Bassotti,
Hashim,
Massinfluence,
Parry Music,
Minor Threat,
Quadrant,
Public Image Ltd.,
Shuggie Otis,
Newcleus,
Fat Boys,
The Misunderstood,
The Gories,
Technova,
Amon Düül,
Tomorrow,
Brothers Johnson,
The Blackbyrds,
Max Romeo,
Das Ding,
Eurythmics,
Con Funk Shun,
U.S. Maple,
Magazine,
Sandy B,
Erasure,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blossom Toes,
The Raincoats,
Oblivians,
Minnie Riperton,
Infiniti,
Quantec,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gladiators,
DNA,
Duran Duran,
New Age Steppers,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.