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 Greece and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare 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 The Pop Group to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Unwound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fela Kuti,
Radiohead,
Morten Harket,
Duran Duran,
Crash Course in Science,
Subhumans,
The Names,
The Associates,
Kerri Chandler,
Kas Product,
Zero Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Mantronix,
The Motions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
Mission of Burma,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
Wings,
MDC,
Nirvana,
Joyce Sims,
Kenny Larkin,
Mr. Review,
Motorama,
The Toasters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bluetip,
The Searchers,
Tomorrow,
The J.B.'s,
Kaleidoscope,
The Vogues,
Make Up,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Sheep,
Stockholm Monsters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soft Machine,
The Slits,
Gang of Four,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare,
X-101,
Barclay James Harvest,
Theoretical Girls,
David Bowie,
The Zeros,
Rhythm & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bad Manners,
Public Image Ltd.,
Howard Jones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.