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 Hungary and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Nile Rodgers 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 8 Eyed Spy 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
L. Decosne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tres Demented,
Urselle,
The Knickerbockers,
Lakeside,
Moby Grape,
This Heat,
The Searchers,
Lyres,
Sonic Youth,
Reagan Youth,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Star Department,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Velvet Underground,
The Wake,
Junior Murvin,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soulsonic Force,
Lucky Dragons,
Nirvana,
Andrew Hill,
Jerry's Kids,
Lindisfarne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fluxion,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Slits,
Unrelated Segments,
Cameo,
Gang Starr,
Main Source,
Rufus Thomas,
Mo-Dettes,
Q65,
Todd Terry,
The American Breed,
Matthew Halsall,
David Axelrod,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young,
Zero Boys,
Wally Richardson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Tremeloes,
Yazoo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quando Quango,
Black Pus,
Steve Hackett,
Khruangbin,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Henry Cow,
Scan 7,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roxy Music,
D'Angelo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.