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 Germany and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Nas to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Saccharine Trust,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pantytec,
Pere Ubu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Malaria!,
Grauzone,
Los Fastidios,
the Soft Cell,
Flash Fearless,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fugs,
The Motions,
Scientists,
The Slits,
Fatback Band,
Wally Richardson,
Marine Girls,
Sällskapet,
Peter and Kerry,
The Black Dice,
PIL,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Normal,
The Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Barracudas,
Tres Demented,
The Neon Judgement,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang of Four,
Groovy Waters,
The Toasters,
Idris Muhammad,
Brand Nubian,
Theoretical Girls,
The Trojans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Animal Collective,
New Order,
a-ha,
Neu!,
Basic Channel,
Alison Limerick,
the Human League,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Judy Mowatt,
Warren Ellis,
The Cramps,
The Sonics,
The Angels of Light,
Avey Tare,
Mantronix,
Inner City,
Joey Negro,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Masters at Work,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.