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 Bahamas and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scott Walker to the funk 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Animal Collective,
the Germs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rotary Connection,
Yusef Lateef,
Con Funk Shun,
Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül II,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oblivians,
Danielle Patucci,
The Five Americans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Searchers,
Ludus,
Clear Light,
Lalo Schifrin,
Swell Maps,
Jeff Mills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The United States of America,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Motions,
Excepter,
Quantec,
Tom Boy,
The Black Dice,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Last Poets,
The Residents,
Deepchord,
The American Breed,
Depeche Mode,
Easy Going,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Walker Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Interpol,
Agitation Free,
Skaos,
John Holt,
KRS-One,
Alice Coltrane,
Crooked Eye,
the Sonics,
The Names,
Mission of Burma,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grauzone,
Roxette,
Pere Ubu,
Sparks,
The Remains,
Bauhaus,
Dave Gahan,
The Moody Blues,
Tres Demented,
Sight & Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.