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 Dominica and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord 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 Dual Sessions to the techno 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
The Seeds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Schoolly D,
Neil Young,
Sexual Harrassment,
Buzzcocks,
KRS-One,
Lalann,
X-101,
The United States of America,
Sarah Menescal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cramps,
Black Sheep,
Alison Limerick,
Warren Ellis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roxy Music,
Ponytail,
Ultra Naté,
R.M.O.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Susan Cadogan,
Dark Day,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Flag,
Marvin Gaye,
Gong,
the Normal,
the Swans,
Monks,
Fad Gadget,
Television,
Amazonics,
T. Rex,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Starr,
Aloha Tigers,
Maurizio,
Slick Rick,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Happenings,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Wake,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
Country Teasers,
Nick Fraelich,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scion,
FM Einheit,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Lower 48,
Godley & Creme,
Kurtis Blow,
Wire,
Henry Cow,
Skarface,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.