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 Marshall Islands and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Q and Not U to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Happenings,
Boredoms,
Massinfluence,
Sun City Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Intrusion,
Sandy B,
Country Teasers,
Arab on Radar,
The Sound,
Radiopuhelimet,
Symarip,
Joensuu 1685,
Sällskapet,
Peter & Gordon,
Jacob Miller,
PIL,
Loose Ends,
Amazonics,
Tom Boy,
The Neon Judgement,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cowsills,
Flash Fearless,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The United States of America,
Dorothy Ashby,
Public Enemy,
B.T. Express,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Count Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joe Finger,
Idris Muhammad,
The Velvet Underground,
Hasil Adkins,
Organ,
New Order,
Procol Harum,
The Toasters,
Hashim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Tommy Roe,
Lower 48,
Barbara Tucker,
Kenny Larkin,
48th St. Collective,
Pylon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Freddie Wadling,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heaven 17,
The Tremeloes,
Radio Birdman,
The Buckinghams,
Jesper Dahlback,
Frankie Knuckles,
Unrelated Segments,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.