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 Japan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Crash Course in Science to the techno 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 Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Cheater Slicks,
Delta 5,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barbara Tucker,
Patti Smith,
Amon Düül,
Nik Kershaw,
The Associates,
Subhumans,
KRS-One,
the Soft Cell,
The Star Department,
The Gories,
Jawbox,
Ultimate Spinach,
Stetsasonic,
Arcadia,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Carl Craig,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Dirtbombs,
Niagra,
Sex Pistols,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Steve Hackett,
Main Source,
Brass Construction,
Lee Hazlewood,
Absolute Body Control,
Saccharine Trust,
Duran Duran,
Scan 7,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Motions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nico,
Theoretical Girls,
Au Pairs,
Harmonia,
Scrapy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Motorama,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cal Tjader,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
U.S. Maple,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Selecter,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Byrd,
Model 500,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alphaville,
The Blues Magoos,
Section 25,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Boogie Down Productions,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.