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 Japan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lalann to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum 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?
Soft Cell,
Crash Course in Science,
Simply Red,
Kevin Saunderson,
DNA,
Roxette,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Urselle,
Dark Day,
Angry Samoans,
The Gladiators,
The American Breed,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Crooked Eye,
Pierre Henry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rufus Thomas,
Blake Baxter,
Main Source,
Newcleus,
The Electric Prunes,
Youth Brigade,
cv313,
The Victims,
Kas Product,
Procol Harum,
Sixth Finger,
Traffic Nightmare,
Adolescents,
Peter and Kerry,
Connie Case,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Robert Wyatt,
Pagans,
Minor Threat,
Patti Smith,
Amazonics,
Nas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stetsasonic,
The Litter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deadbeat,
Mars,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Standells,
The Mummies,
Cluster,
Chrome,
Barbara Tucker,
Carl Craig,
Excepter,
Stiv Bators,
Hasil Adkins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Easy Going,
Monolake,
The Motions,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.