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 Estonia and from London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 10cc to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
David McCallum,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed,
Tubeway Army,
Japan,
Wings,
Dead Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marine Girls,
Scott Walker,
DJ Sneak,
Nik Kershaw,
Absolute Body Control,
Skarface,
The Skatalites,
Scratch Acid,
The Smoke,
Wally Richardson,
Deepchord,
Youth Brigade,
Sex Pistols,
The Searchers,
Wire,
Ronan,
Magma,
Anakelly,
The Motions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Siglo XX,
Sarah Menescal,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jeff Lynne,
The Vogues,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nick Fraelich,
Rod Modell,
Hot Snakes,
Danielle Patucci,
Parry Music,
Harmonia,
Erykah Badu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Idris Muhammad,
KRS-One,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lucky Dragons,
Fugazi,
Prince Buster,
Brand Nubian,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
F. McDonald,
Magazine,
Saccharine Trust,
Maurizio,
Average White Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.