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 Seychelles and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Toni Rubio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
The Pop Group,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gap Band,
The Residents,
Young Marble Giants,
Boz Scaggs,
Adolescents,
Blancmange,
Ornette Coleman,
B.T. Express,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
New Age Steppers,
X-102,
These Immortal Souls,
The Toasters,
Barrington Levy,
Donald Byrd,
MDC,
Angry Samoans,
Amon Düül II,
Nas,
Pierre Henry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-101,
Trumans Water,
Masters at Work,
Ralphi Rosario,
Matthew Halsall,
Ludus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radio Birdman,
Josef K,
The Fuzztones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stockholm Monsters,
Procol Harum,
Man Parrish,
Kerrie Biddell,
LL Cool J,
The Selecter,
the Germs,
MC5,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Babytalk,
The Invisible,
June of 44,
Unwound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moody Blues,
Chrome,
Moby Grape,
Urselle,
Henry Cow,
Malaria!,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Neon Judgement,
U.S. Maple,
Technova,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.