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 South Africa and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pere Ubu to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
UT,
Newcleus,
FM Einheit,
Agitation Free,
Ronan,
the Sonics,
Camberwell Now,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Remains,
Alphaville,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Birthday Party,
Organ,
Colin Newman,
The Last Poets,
Andrew Hill,
B.T. Express,
Eli Mardock,
Essential Logic,
Banda Bassotti,
Rekid,
Electric Prunes,
Japan,
Toni Rubio,
John Foxx,
Yellowson,
Slave,
Moebius,
U.S. Maple,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young,
Lungfish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
Ice-T,
The Flesh Eaters,
Joensuu 1685,
New Age Steppers,
10cc,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Smiths,
the Germs,
Derrick Morgan,
Moby Grape,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Das Ding,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cure,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Suburban Knight,
Wings,
Carl Craig,
Marc Almond,
Kas Product,
Roxy Music,
Animal Collective,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.