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 Indonesia and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the funk 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Q and Not U,
Todd Terry,
The Gap Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Los Fastidios,
Massinfluence,
Pere Ubu,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Beau Brummels,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jacques Brel,
Pantytec,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Icehouse,
48th St. Collective,
The Searchers,
Howard Jones,
Bronski Beat,
The Names,
Zapp,
Qualms,
Make Up,
Rosa Yemen,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fortunes,
The New Christs,
Amon Düül II,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Crash Course in Science,
Funky Four + One,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Görl,
Stereo Dub,
Ponytail,
In Retrospect,
Amon Düül,
Banda Bassotti,
The Saints,
The Durutti Column,
Silicon Teens,
Lalann,
Spandau Ballet,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soul II Soul,
X-101,
The Young Rascals,
Cameo,
La Düsseldorf,
Lakeside,
The Techniques,
The Invisible,
Porter Ricks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stetsasonic,
Marvin Gaye,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.