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 Andorra and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yaz to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Urselle,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jandek,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aural Exciters,
Ituana,
Unwound,
Skriet,
Television,
Kayak,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Zeros,
Crispian St. Peters,
The New Christs,
Severed Heads,
Rotary Connection,
Ronnie Foster,
MDC,
Throbbing Gristle,
Colin Newman,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Saccharine Trust,
Niagra,
Pussy Galore,
The J.B.'s,
D'Angelo,
Ice-T,
The Remains,
Black Pus,
Tom Boy,
Little Man,
Jimmy McGriff,
Arthur Verocai,
Das Ding,
The Mojo Men,
Skarface,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ornette Coleman,
The Offenders,
Scrapy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Al Stewart,
Zapp,
Carl Craig,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pole,
Magma,
Althea and Donna,
Maurizio,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scan 7,
Jesper Dahlback,
These Immortal Souls,
The Velvet Underground,
E-Dancer,
Lightning Bolt,
Scientists,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.