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 Finland and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 MC5 to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Oneida,
FM Einheit,
Darondo,
Gang Green,
Bad Manners,
Max Romeo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sun City Girls,
The J.B.'s,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Patti Smith,
Arcadia,
The Leaves,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Little Man,
AZ,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Easy Going,
Supertramp,
Interpol,
Black Moon,
The Remains,
The Doors,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Simply Red,
Essential Logic,
A Certain Ratio,
Yusef Lateef,
The Seeds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Duran Duran,
Glenn Branca,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Von Mondo,
Arab on Radar,
Soft Machine,
Accadde A,
Angry Samoans,
Circle Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Fania All-Stars,
DJ Sneak,
The Skatalites,
Clear Light,
Main Source,
Television Personalities,
Mission of Burma,
Mantronix,
the Germs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
These Immortal Souls,
The Alarm Clocks,
ABBA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.