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 Azerbaijan and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Von Mondo to the punk 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Lower 48,
The Monochrome Set,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Womack,
The Happenings,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joy Division,
Rod Modell,
Barry Ungar,
Moby Grape,
Masters at Work,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deepchord,
X-101,
Funky Four + One,
Arcadia,
Neu!,
Sandy B,
Pierre Henry,
Barrington Levy,
The Modern Lovers,
The Five Americans,
Japan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warren Ellis,
Cameo,
Dead Boys,
Dawn Penn,
Dennis Brown,
Charles Mingus,
U.S. Maple,
Marcia Griffiths,
Harry Pussy,
Kayak,
10cc,
The Techniques,
Faraquet,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young,
Funkadelic,
Ten City,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chrome,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
Youth Brigade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nils Olav,
Fifty Foot Hose,
This Heat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Schoolly D,
Eden Ahbez,
Public Enemy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Black Dice,
Danielle Patucci,
The Stooges,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.