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 Saudi Arabia and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
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 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 David Bowie 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 Audionom to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
10cc,
Byron Stingily,
Basic Channel,
One Last Wish,
The Seeds,
The Zeros,
Scott Walker,
Neil Young,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thee Headcoats,
Roxy Music,
Sandy B,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cymande,
Dark Day,
Brass Construction,
EPMD,
The Angels of Light,
U.S. Maple,
Fela Kuti,
Ultravox,
Faraquet,
The Real Kids,
Kas Product,
Tim Buckley,
MC5,
The Pretty Things,
Peter & Gordon,
The Index,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gap Band,
The Skatalites,
Inner City,
The Wake,
Fear,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alphaville,
The Leaves,
Altered Images,
Nas,
The Vogues,
The Star Department,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlback,
Section 25,
Idris Muhammad,
Suburban Knight,
The Pop Group,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joyce Sims,
Michelle Simonal,
Ronnie Foster,
Loose Ends,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Associates,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marine Girls,
The Happenings,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.