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 Liechtenstein and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Marshall Jefferson to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Ultimate Spinach,
Boredoms,
Chrome,
The Standells,
Junior Murvin,
Dawn Penn,
Joyce Sims,
Skriet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camouflage,
Graham Central Station,
Connie Case,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Excepter,
Hot Snakes,
Faust,
Steve Hackett,
Monolake,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Donny Hathaway,
Electric Prunes,
Cybotron,
Ponytail,
Marvin Gaye,
Underground Resistance,
Fear,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jacques Brel,
Iggy Pop,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Loose Ends,
FM Einheit,
Accadde A,
Bill Near,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Busters,
a-ha,
Wally Richardson,
Unwound,
New York Dolls,
The Wake,
Bob Dylan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Shoche,
The Raincoats,
Hashim,
Scan 7,
Fugazi,
Godley & Creme,
Second Layer,
Robert Görl,
Bronski Beat,
Janne Schatter,
Carl Craig,
The Victims,
Pantytec,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.