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 Czech Republic and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Main Source to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Victims. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
The Litter,
JFA,
Bobby Sherman,
Barbara Tucker,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Raincoats,
Soulsonic Force,
Cameo,
Groovy Waters,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Names,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kurtis Blow,
Joy Division,
Ohio Players,
Drexciya,
Royal Trux,
Japan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Von Mondo,
Henry Cow,
Moebius,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Newcleus,
Scratch Acid,
The Residents,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Main Source,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
T.S.O.L.,
The Wake,
Lyres,
In Retrospect,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Absolute Body Control,
Nils Olav,
Tubeway Army,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Alarm Clocks,
Khruangbin,
Todd Terry,
Subhumans,
Erasure,
Robert Hood,
D'Angelo,
Hardrive,
The Dirtbombs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q and Not U,
Jeff Lynne,
Swans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Franke,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.