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 Angola 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Essential Logic to the techno 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gap Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Man Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Massinfluence,
Qualms,
Von Mondo,
Talk Talk,
Mark Hollis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul II Soul,
Chris & Cosey,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jacob Miller,
Ohio Players,
Todd Rundgren,
AZ,
Donald Byrd,
MC5,
Max Romeo,
Bluetip,
L. Decosne,
Althea and Donna,
the Bar-Kays,
June of 44,
Young Marble Giants,
Smog,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Funky Four + One,
Lower 48,
Slick Rick,
B.T. Express,
Malaria!,
cv313,
Stiv Bators,
Anakelly,
Cecil Taylor,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tom Boy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Mills,
The Five Americans,
Faraquet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Quantec,
Susan Cadogan,
Drexciya,
the Human League,
The Martian,
Derrick May,
Outsiders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.