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 Vanuatu and from Accra.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar 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 Rufus Thomas to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis 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 rock 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rod Modell,
Soft Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
The Buckinghams,
Junior Murvin,
The Selecter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cameo,
Rapeman,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kerri Chandler,
Nik Kershaw,
Eli Mardock,
Quadrant,
Agitation Free,
Panda Bear,
The Gap Band,
The Real Kids,
Kas Product,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grauzone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Radiohead,
The Leaves,
The Smiths,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magma,
Can,
DJ Sneak,
Sister Nancy,
Babytalk,
Rosa Yemen,
Yaz,
Judy Mowatt,
Parry Music,
The Zeros,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Saccharine Trust,
Thee Headcoats,
Aswad,
Freddie Wadling,
Quantec,
Maurizio,
Piero Umiliani,
Colin Newman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Five Americans,
Rites of Spring,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Flag,
The Music Machine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crispian St. Peters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.