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 Kyrgyzstan and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
The Modern Lovers,
Aswad,
the Normal,
Q and Not U,
Underground Resistance,
Todd Rundgren,
The Raincoats,
Bill Wells,
Derrick May,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Busters,
Marine Girls,
John Cale,
Stiv Bators,
ABBA,
Newcleus,
Nick Fraelich,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rakim,
The Neon Judgement,
The Last Poets,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Shoche,
Boredoms,
The Barracudas,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
EPMD,
Joensuu 1685,
Unwound,
Television Personalities,
Tres Demented,
DJ Style,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Freddie Wadling,
Howard Jones,
Soulsonic Force,
Magazine,
Grey Daturas,
Vainqueur,
Schoolly D,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Deakin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Max Romeo,
Warren Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Johnny Osbourne,
Simply Red,
The Fugs,
The Pop Group,
Country Teasers,
Can,
Sun City Girls,
Mars,
Robert Hood,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Malaria!,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joy Division,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.