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 Equatorial Guinea and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Donny Hathaway to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Gichy Dan,
Unrelated Segments,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visage,
Derrick Morgan,
Franke,
Pagans,
Wings,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Carl Craig,
Jandek,
Moss Icon,
Camberwell Now,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sonics,
the Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mr. Review,
the Fania All-Stars,
Arab on Radar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
B.T. Express,
Mantronix,
Robert Hood,
JFA,
Sun City Girls,
Blossom Toes,
The Stooges,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vainqueur,
Wasted Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
The Toasters,
Faraquet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barry Ungar,
Mad Mike,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dark Day,
Grey Daturas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ronan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Livin' Joy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ronnie Foster,
Altered Images,
Aaron Thompson,
Juan Atkins,
Television Personalities,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Organ,
The Gun Club,
Byron Stingily,
Q and Not U,
John Lydon,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.