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 Austria and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
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 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 David Bowie 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
The Electric Prunes,
Drexciya,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Toasters,
Don Cherry,
Neu!,
Al Stewart,
Smog,
Sandy B,
Barbara Tucker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Franke,
Black Pus,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Terry,
Ronan,
Rakim,
Dawn Penn,
Leonard Cohen,
B.T. Express,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ultra Naté,
Barrington Levy,
CMW,
The Litter,
Essential Logic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
T.S.O.L.,
Michelle Simonal,
Marc Almond,
The Real Kids,
Section 25,
The Residents,
Slick Rick,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Harpers Bizarre,
Adolescents,
Derrick Morgan,
Stereo Dub,
Lalann,
The Fortunes,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fugazi,
Khruangbin,
Mad Mike,
Cymande,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
DJ Style,
The Index,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mummies,
Schoolly D,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.