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 Switzerland and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 Cymande to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
JFA,
Nas,
Pagans,
Josef K,
Lou Christie,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Black Dice,
World's Most,
Dennis Brown,
Stiv Bators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-102,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Al Stewart,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Minnie Riperton,
Eric Dolphy,
Ossler,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eli Mardock,
The Dirtbombs,
Albert Ayler,
Buzzcocks,
The Moody Blues,
Donald Byrd,
The Human League,
Derrick May,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Glenn Branca,
Kaleidoscope,
Minor Threat,
Mark Hollis,
John Lydon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oblivians,
Shuggie Otis,
The Happenings,
The Slits,
Mad Mike,
Rosa Yemen,
Morten Harket,
Drive Like Jehu,
Guru Guru,
Mr. Review,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marvin Gaye,
Nirvana,
Sam Rivers,
Soul II Soul,
Von Mondo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
Alice Coltrane,
Television,
The Motions,
DJ Sneak,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
a-ha,
Outsiders,
Theoretical Girls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Angels of Light,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.