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 Hungary and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba 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 MC5 to the grime 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Jimmy McGriff,
Essential Logic,
Pantytec,
Bootsy Collins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Accadde A,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sex Pistols,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Electric Prunes,
Arthur Verocai,
Wings,
Curtis Mayfield,
World's Most,
Hashim,
The Raincoats,
Nas,
Icehouse,
The Golliwogs,
FM Einheit,
Eric Copeland,
Section 25,
Stockholm Monsters,
Stereo Dub,
David Axelrod,
Nik Kershaw,
Ludus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skarface,
Duran Duran,
Cecil Taylor,
Sister Nancy,
Ultravox,
Livin' Joy,
Guru Guru,
Robert Hood,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fugs,
Groovy Waters,
The Fuzztones,
the Bar-Kays,
Bluetip,
Albert Ayler,
John Foxx,
Lungfish,
Tubeway Army,
Chrome,
CMW,
Stetsasonic,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
AZ,
Franke,
DNA,
Qualms,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Grass Roots,
Lyres,
Pagans,
Dennis Brown,
Q and Not U,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.