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 Micronesia and from Delhi.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Flipper,
Peter and Kerry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Max Romeo,
Oneida,
Lou Reed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sexual Harrassment,
DJ Sneak,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marmalade,
Unwound,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Germs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Lynne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Selecter,
the Normal,
Mantronix,
UT,
Arab on Radar,
Qualms,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fluxion,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
China Crisis,
Mars,
Black Sheep,
June of 44,
Angry Samoans,
Eric Dolphy,
Liliput,
Faraquet,
Stiv Bators,
Arcadia,
Alice Coltrane,
MDC,
Zero Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Altered Images,
Donald Byrd,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scientists,
Minny Pops,
Fatback Band,
Procol Harum,
Kayak,
Urselle,
Gang of Four,
Suburban Knight,
Rakim,
Sound Behaviour,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Newcleus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.