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 Australia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pet Shop Boys to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
ABBA,
Newcleus,
Brick,
The Human League,
The Tremeloes,
Mars,
Patti Smith,
Jawbox,
In Retrospect,
Idris Muhammad,
Harmonia,
Organ,
Nick Fraelich,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mo-Dettes,
Sun City Girls,
The Saints,
Kenny Larkin,
Toni Rubio,
The Cowsills,
Bad Manners,
Carl Craig,
Buzzcocks,
Saccharine Trust,
Supertramp,
Yazoo,
Althea and Donna,
The Red Krayola,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sarah Menescal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yaz,
the Normal,
Jeff Mills,
Erasure,
Icehouse,
The Techniques,
This Heat,
48th St. Collective,
Ohio Players,
The Neon Judgement,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stetsasonic,
The Monks,
Eddi Front,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pierre Henry,
The Residents,
Vainqueur,
Trumans Water,
Lightning Bolt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cure,
Slave,
Bob Dylan,
Surgeon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Aloha Tigers,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.