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 Cameroon and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the rock 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Jeff Lynne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
cv313,
KRS-One,
The Grass Roots,
The Fall,
Pole,
Flamin' Groovies,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The American Breed,
China Crisis,
U.S. Maple,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brand Nubian,
Kurtis Blow,
The Residents,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
The Pretty Things,
Babytalk,
The Gun Club,
Hardrive,
Gichy Dan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Porter Ricks,
Aswad,
Kayak,
Skriet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rekid,
Ituana,
Sugar Minott,
Severed Heads,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Warsaw,
New York Dolls,
The Leaves,
Laurel Aitken,
Joe Finger,
Royal Trux,
Parry Music,
Underground Resistance,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aaron Thompson,
The Angels of Light,
Ten City,
Swell Maps,
Motorama,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Victims,
The Associates,
La Düsseldorf,
Crime,
Rites of Spring,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.