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 Lesotho and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Funky Four + One to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Leaves,
Thee Headcoats,
The Saints,
Second Layer,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ronnie Foster,
D'Angelo,
Cybotron,
Fatback Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
James White and The Blacks,
Little Man,
R.M.O.,
Gang of Four,
Harry Pussy,
Agent Orange,
Negative Approach,
Joe Smooth,
Suicide,
Crime,
Iggy Pop,
Scientists,
Black Flag,
Sight & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
The Monochrome Set,
Public Image Ltd.,
Girls At Our Best!,
cv313,
Quando Quango,
Bluetip,
Oblivians,
Althea and Donna,
Gichy Dan,
Idris Muhammad,
Metal Thangz,
X-Ray Spex,
X-102,
Eden Ahbez,
the Soft Cell,
Rekid,
Jeff Lynne,
Q65,
Sound Behaviour,
the Slits,
The Knickerbockers,
Gong,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Technova,
Funky Four + One,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camouflage,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wasted Youth,
Index,
Alphaville,
Symarip,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.