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 Vietnam and from Woodstock.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Subhumans to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Public Enemy,
Section 25,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pylon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Isaac Hayes,
Idris Muhammad,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blossom Toes,
Schoolly D,
B.T. Express,
Sound Behaviour,
KRS-One,
These Immortal Souls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Little Man,
Cybotron,
Second Layer,
The Electric Prunes,
John Holt,
Procol Harum,
Shoche,
Wally Richardson,
Graham Central Station,
Dead Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crispy Ambulance,
Michelle Simonal,
Traffic Nightmare,
One Last Wish,
Man Parrish,
Los Fastidios,
The Kinks,
Lalann,
Kaleidoscope,
Liliput,
Subhumans,
The Zeros,
X-101,
Robert Görl,
Faust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Boz Scaggs,
Panda Bear,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Donny Hathaway,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
OOIOO,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bobby Sherman,
Model 500,
This Heat,
Severed Heads,
Ronan,
Ludus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.