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 Moldova and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Henry Cow to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Girls At Our Best!,
Althea and Donna,
Nick Fraelich,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Skriet,
Black Bananas,
The Slackers,
Alphaville,
Tim Buckley,
Joey Negro,
Lucky Dragons,
Aloha Tigers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Groovy Waters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visage,
The Litter,
Guru Guru,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Pretty Things,
Faraquet,
Icehouse,
H. Thieme,
Bad Manners,
Maleditus Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Eurythmics,
Andrew Hill,
Banda Bassotti,
New Order,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rod Modell,
Eden Ahbez,
Joe Finger,
the Normal,
Gastr Del Sol,
Television Personalities,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pere Ubu,
John Coltrane,
Lindisfarne,
Radio Birdman,
Khruangbin,
Camberwell Now,
The New Christs,
Matthew Bourne,
Monolake,
Blossom Toes,
Model 500,
Inner City,
Lungfish,
Royal Trux,
Flipper,
Schoolly D,
Supertramp,
Liliput,
The Human League,
The Sonics,
Wire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.