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 Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kevin Saunderson to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bush Tetras,
Alton Ellis,
Lakeside,
Mark Hollis,
the Association,
Robert Hood,
The Residents,
the Sonics,
The Gun Club,
Public Image Ltd.,
Shuggie Otis,
Blake Baxter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rekid,
Ossler,
Ponytail,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek,
Sexual Harrassment,
Japan,
Lyres,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Standells,
This Heat,
The Gories,
10cc,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scientists,
Trumans Water,
David Axelrod,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eurythmics,
Anthony Braxton,
Ice-T,
ABBA,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Grass Roots,
cv313,
Lou Reed,
The Smoke,
Moss Icon,
Franke,
Brand Nubian,
Don Cherry,
Young Marble Giants,
Cameo,
The Raincoats,
Scan 7,
The Saints,
The Real Kids,
Mad Mike,
Public Enemy,
John Lydon,
Rufus Thomas,
Vladislav Delay,
Pet Shop Boys,
Maurizio,
Bill Wells,
Gang Starr,
New York Dolls,
MC5,
The Beau Brummels,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.