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 Egypt and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb 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 Joyce Sims to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Interpol,
Bronski Beat,
Mary Jane Girls,
Amon Düül II,
Fluxion,
The Saints,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Monks,
Lalann,
John Lydon,
Bobby Womack,
EPMD,
Charles Mingus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Laurel Aitken,
Talk Talk,
The Gories,
Cymande,
Stereo Dub,
Sandy B,
World's Most,
X-102,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cybotron,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dennis Brown,
Zero Boys,
Ten City,
Terry Callier,
Ludus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rosa Yemen,
Oneida,
Severed Heads,
Minny Pops,
Porter Ricks,
Cal Tjader,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Smooth,
T.S.O.L.,
The Zeros,
Jeff Mills,
Mark Hollis,
The Gap Band,
Joyce Sims,
Gichy Dan,
Dave Gahan,
Patti Smith,
Rotary Connection,
Rekid,
Erykah Badu,
Sister Nancy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scion,
Agitation Free,
La Düsseldorf,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.