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 Burkina and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Arcadia to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Slick Rick,
Carl Craig,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Morten Harket,
MC5,
Brass Construction,
Symarip,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Derrick Morgan,
Aswad,
Amazonics,
Country Teasers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dual Sessions,
Letta Mbulu,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radio Birdman,
Delta 5,
Janne Schatter,
Silicon Teens,
Pagans,
Quando Quango,
Ultra Naté,
Minny Pops,
Joensuu 1685,
PIL,
Todd Terry,
Althea and Donna,
Bobby Womack,
Jacob Miller,
Inner City,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Monks,
X-102,
Anthony Braxton,
Traffic Nightmare,
Los Fastidios,
Hardrive,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boredoms,
Crime,
David Bowie,
The Birthday Party,
Aloha Tigers,
Sarah Menescal,
Derrick May,
The Divine Comedy,
Main Source,
Funkadelic,
Nik Kershaw,
The Grass Roots,
Pussy Galore,
8 Eyed Spy,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.