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 Tajikistan and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Minny Pops to the dance 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Vladislav Delay,
Albert Ayler,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fear,
Boz Scaggs,
Carl Craig,
Marvin Gaye,
The Zeros,
Aswad,
The Fuzztones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ice-T,
Scratch Acid,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ten City,
Kas Product,
The Remains,
Groovy Waters,
Nick Fraelich,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radio Birdman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pantytec,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bronski Beat,
Eddi Front,
Gichy Dan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Mandrill,
Heaven 17,
Tomorrow,
Goldenarms,
Lindisfarne,
Desert Stars,
Barrington Levy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Leonard Cohen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Skaos,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hot Snakes,
Judy Mowatt,
The Leaves,
Mantronix,
Funkadelic,
Siglo XX,
Television Personalities,
Can,
Mad Mike,
Amazonics,
Rakim,
Robert Wyatt,
The Sonics,
the Soft Cell,
K-Klass,
Anakelly,
Donny Hathaway,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.