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 Vietnam and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pierre Henry to the dance 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MDC,
Andrew Hill,
Spoonie Gee,
The Names,
Stetsasonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Grass Roots,
Nick Fraelich,
Altered Images,
Black Flag,
Black Sheep,
The Real Kids,
Thee Headcoats,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Leaves,
Arab on Radar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
MC5,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dead C,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joyce Sims,
James Chance & The Contortions,
cv313,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moody Blues,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
48th St. Collective,
Fluxion,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camouflage,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fatback Band,
Public Enemy,
The Fugs,
10cc,
Zero Boys,
Underground Resistance,
Supertramp,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
EPMD,
Con Funk Shun,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hashim,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The United States of America,
Robert Hood,
Das Ding,
Bizarre Inc.,
Funky Four + One,
Accadde A,
Ornette Coleman,
Brothers Johnson,
Eric Copeland,
The Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sonic Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sam Rivers,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.