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 Lebanon and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 JFA to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roger Hodgson,
Flash Fearless,
Fad Gadget,
Country Teasers,
Letta Mbulu,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nico,
Pylon,
the Sonics,
Iggy Pop,
Aaron Thompson,
the Normal,
Subhumans,
The Electric Prunes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dennis Brown,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Soft Cell,
The Fall,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brass Construction,
The Raincoats,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Neu!,
Charles Mingus,
The Slits,
Faraquet,
The Fugs,
Eric Dolphy,
Sun Ra,
DNA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bootsy Collins,
Au Pairs,
Todd Rundgren,
Tres Demented,
Jeff Mills,
Kerri Chandler,
Infiniti,
Hoover,
Toni Rubio,
Mandrill,
Barry Ungar,
Erykah Badu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Music Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Young Rascals,
Lakeside,
Model 500,
Andrew Hill,
The Moody Blues,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.