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 Colombia and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 linndrum 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the grunge 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Charles Mingus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Mojo Men,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ohio Players,
The Dead C,
Boogie Down Productions,
Desert Stars,
The Grass Roots,
Ornette Coleman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Laurel Aitken,
48th St. Collective,
Fad Gadget,
Idris Muhammad,
The Cowsills,
Aural Exciters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marmalade,
John Coltrane,
Radiopuhelimet,
Crime,
The Saints,
X-101,
Drexciya,
Lower 48,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Intrusion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Monolake,
CMW,
Easy Going,
The Gap Band,
Subhumans,
Camberwell Now,
The Kinks,
Delta 5,
Fat Boys,
Barry Ungar,
Little Man,
Traffic Nightmare,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roger Hodgson,
Roy Ayers,
The Black Dice,
Suicide,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gun Club,
Electric Prunes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soul Sonic Force,
cv313,
World's Most,
The Birthday Party,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalann,
U.S. Maple,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.