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 Thailand and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joey Negro to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Mars,
The Fall,
Nils Olav,
Masters at Work,
Cal Tjader,
Fatback Band,
Slick Rick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oblivians,
Television,
Ultra Naté,
Funkadelic,
Trumans Water,
Pantytec,
Rapeman,
Franke,
Q and Not U,
Chris & Cosey,
Jeru the Damaja,
Isaac Hayes,
Fear,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Sheep,
The Knickerbockers,
The American Breed,
Yaz,
The Misunderstood,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
Pere Ubu,
Main Source,
Todd Rundgren,
Pierre Henry,
Brass Construction,
John Cale,
Fat Boys,
The Wake,
Morten Harket,
Country Teasers,
David Bowie,
Fela Kuti,
Fad Gadget,
The Sonics,
The Litter,
DJ Style,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
One Last Wish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lower 48,
CMW,
Skarface,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Smooth,
Outsiders,
Kenny Larkin,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.