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 Malawi and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Pet Shop Boys to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Simply Red,
Kas Product,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Blake Baxter,
Marc Almond,
Juan Atkins,
Trumans Water,
The Moody Blues,
Sixth Finger,
Gang of Four,
U.S. Maple,
Amazonics,
Groovy Waters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Malaria!,
Agent Orange,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moss Icon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Görl,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gichy Dan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Sheep,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eric Copeland,
Blossom Toes,
Barbara Tucker,
Magma,
Quando Quango,
Mo-Dettes,
Q65,
The Real Kids,
The Fuzztones,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cowsills,
Silicon Teens,
JFA,
Black Flag,
Mr. Review,
Faust,
Masters at Work,
The Neon Judgement,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Durutti Column,
Can,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Arab on Radar,
Pulsallama,
Jeff Mills,
Rakim,
The Victims,
Alphaville,
Siglo XX,
Chris & Cosey,
Michelle Simonal,
Sarah Menescal,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.