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 Cape Verde and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ice-T to the jazz 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '60s 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 Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Roxette,
Fluxion,
Pulsallama,
The Leaves,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Vladislav Delay,
The Young Rascals,
Pylon,
Lungfish,
Au Pairs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
DNA,
Minny Pops,
Yellowson,
10cc,
Dual Sessions,
Rod Modell,
Joensuu 1685,
Soulsonic Force,
Bad Manners,
Peter & Gordon,
Slick Rick,
Glenn Branca,
Marmalade,
Erykah Badu,
Pantytec,
Andrew Hill,
Warsaw,
Johnny Clarke,
the Human League,
The Tremeloes,
Fear,
Skaos,
Lalann,
The Seeds,
Lyres,
David Bowie,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Sherman,
Man Parrish,
Ituana,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eric Dolphy,
Ponytail,
Sandy B,
The Knickerbockers,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Normal,
Rufus Thomas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Theoretical Girls,
48th St. Collective,
Joe Smooth,
Eden Ahbez,
Youth Brigade,
The Evens,
Adolescents,
Sarah Menescal,
Marshall Jefferson,
Das Ding,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.