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 Armenia and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Juan Atkins to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Soulsonic Force,
Symarip,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brothers Johnson,
The Offenders,
Rufus Thomas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
Jerry's Kids,
L. Decosne,
Skriet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sarah Menescal,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Skaos,
Lee Hazlewood,
Brick,
Susan Cadogan,
cv313,
Urselle,
The Dave Clark Five,
F. McDonald,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joy Division,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Radiohead,
The Dead C,
Donald Byrd,
Scratch Acid,
Underground Resistance,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soft Machine,
The Cowsills,
Cameo,
Toni Rubio,
The Real Kids,
Moby Grape,
Smog,
Talk Talk,
Quantec,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fela Kuti,
Matthew Halsall,
Mars,
Hoover,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cal Tjader,
Man Eating Sloth,
Dennis Brown,
Cymande,
A Certain Ratio,
Arthur Verocai,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Babytalk,
Roger Hodgson,
Lalann,
Y Pants,
Boredoms,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.