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 Zambia and from Mexico City.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Das Ding to the rock 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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Eddi Front,
Tres Demented,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
The Raincoats,
Soft Cell,
Yellowson,
Desert Stars,
Bobby Byrd,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Anthony Braxton,
In Retrospect,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tommy Roe,
the Human League,
Suburban Knight,
The Saints,
Maurizio,
Laurel Aitken,
Lower 48,
The Skatalites,
Boz Scaggs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Toni Rubio,
Chris & Cosey,
T. Rex,
Byron Stingily,
The J.B.'s,
Peter and Kerry,
Kas Product,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gladiators,
Television,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Youth Brigade,
Basic Channel,
Radiohead,
Mad Mike,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Albert Ayler,
The Stooges,
The Offenders,
The United States of America,
The Remains,
Grandmaster Flash,
R.M.O.,
The Move,
Motorama,
The Modern Lovers,
Pagans,
Mandrill,
Los Fastidios,
Freddie Wadling,
Marvin Gaye,
Moss Icon,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.