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 Laos and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Lou Reed 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 Eden Ahbez to the dance 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Main Source,
The Fuzztones,
Cameo,
Jacob Miller,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
James White and The Blacks,
Smog,
Jeff Lynne,
The Wake,
ABBA,
The Smoke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jacques Brel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fear,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roy Ayers,
Pierre Henry,
The Gap Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ronan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stereo Dub,
Pharoah Sanders,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gang of Four,
Pulsallama,
A Certain Ratio,
Wings,
Marine Girls,
Aaron Thompson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rapeman,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gichy Dan,
Young Marble Giants,
Rufus Thomas,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeff Mills,
Stockholm Monsters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arthur Verocai,
The Neon Judgement,
Hoover,
Cecil Taylor,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eve St. Jones,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dave Gahan,
Guru Guru,
New Age Steppers,
Ituana,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.