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 Namibia and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Ice-T to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Slave,
Alton Ellis,
Visage,
Bobby Womack,
Tubeway Army,
Soul Sonic Force,
New Order,
The Selecter,
Duran Duran,
Yazoo,
Outsiders,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
New Age Steppers,
Blake Baxter,
The Victims,
UT,
Negative Approach,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fad Gadget,
Desert Stars,
Lyres,
Charles Mingus,
Alphaville,
Supertramp,
Marine Girls,
Q and Not U,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Man Parrish,
Basic Channel,
Procol Harum,
Sandy B,
The Dirtbombs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
Quadrant,
Con Funk Shun,
Fatback Band,
Gang Starr,
The Slackers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Von Mondo,
the Sonics,
Cybotron,
Camouflage,
Nirvana,
The Blues Magoos,
Althea and Donna,
Matthew Halsall,
Piero Umiliani,
Fear,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soft Cell,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.