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 Pakistan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Freddie Wadling to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Ronan,
Niagra,
The Doors,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Symarip,
Electric Prunes,
David Bowie,
Icehouse,
Jerry's Kids,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Unwound,
Sonic Youth,
John Holt,
Nirvana,
Michelle Simonal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Skarface,
Pagans,
Sällskapet,
Saccharine Trust,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ice-T,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tres Demented,
The Detroit Cobras,
Section 25,
Throbbing Gristle,
Idris Muhammad,
Archie Shepp,
Pantaleimon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cal Tjader,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobby Sherman,
Marmalade,
Fatback Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter & Gordon,
Bad Manners,
Radio Birdman,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cramps,
Fat Boys,
The Motions,
Blancmange,
Infiniti,
Minor Threat,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mars,
The Skatalites,
Soulsonic Force,
Metal Thangz,
Moss Icon,
The Fire Engines,
The Fortunes,
Thompson Twins,
Absolute Body Control,
L. Decosne,
Glenn Branca,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.