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 Seoul.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Dave Gahan,
Television Personalities,
Radiohead,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Echospace,
Whodini,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amon Düül,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cybotron,
Japan,
The Litter,
Y Pants,
Urselle,
Howard Jones,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Lydon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Alison Limerick,
Crispy Ambulance,
cv313,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Sherman,
The Motions,
L. Decosne,
The Vogues,
Minnie Riperton,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dead Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Brand Nubian,
China Crisis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
Motorama,
Organ,
Main Source,
Gang Starr,
The Young Rascals,
Gichy Dan,
The Trojans,
Bush Tetras,
The Evens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fugazi,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Spandau Ballet,
The Move,
Con Funk Shun,
Warren Ellis,
Zero Boys,
the Bar-Kays,
The United States of America,
Jeru the Damaja,
The American Breed,
The Durutti Column,
Little Man,
Aswad,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.