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 Palau and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cybotron to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Zeros,
Oneida,
Moby Grape,
The Gladiators,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Happenings,
Fear,
Morten Harket,
Kerrie Biddell,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sister Nancy,
Agitation Free,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Stooges,
Sparks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun City Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fall,
Yaz,
The New Christs,
The Pop Group,
Reuben Wilson,
Unrelated Segments,
Malaria!,
Joe Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Last Poets,
The Slackers,
The Dirtbombs,
The Misunderstood,
Suicide,
Davy DMX,
New Order,
OOIOO,
Cameo,
Grey Daturas,
Electric Prunes,
Grauzone,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed,
Minnie Riperton,
Flamin' Groovies,
Byron Stingily,
Magazine,
Aural Exciters,
Black Moon,
Half Japanese,
Charles Mingus,
Peter & Gordon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deakin,
Zero Boys,
Clear Light,
China Crisis,
Ludus,
Jeff Mills,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.