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 Cuba and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 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 The American Breed to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Fugazi,
Silicon Teens,
Angry Samoans,
Qualms,
Nas,
Kas Product,
A Certain Ratio,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cure,
Connie Case,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Sherman,
Echospace,
The Grass Roots,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Davy DMX,
The Residents,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Association,
The Gap Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Patti Smith,
The Standells,
Janne Schatter,
Kenny Larkin,
Skarface,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mantronix,
The Misunderstood,
The Trojans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Agent Orange,
Soft Machine,
Aural Exciters,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ossler,
Niagra,
Yazoo,
Infiniti,
Yusef Lateef,
Andrew Hill,
Boredoms,
Vladislav Delay,
MDC,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alton Ellis,
Ronan,
The Knickerbockers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joy Division,
The Five Americans,
Godley & Creme,
Jeff Lynne,
Bad Manners,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.