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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the dance 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Magma,
Buzzcocks,
FM Einheit,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Lydon,
Althea and Donna,
Supertramp,
The Fortunes,
La Düsseldorf,
Suburban Knight,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marshall Jefferson,
Junior Murvin,
Dawn Penn,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marvin Gaye,
Ludus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Foxx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marine Girls,
Rod Modell,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Offenders,
Agitation Free,
Ronnie Foster,
Tom Boy,
Yusef Lateef,
Jesper Dahlback,
Unwound,
The Mummies,
Sonic Youth,
Funkadelic,
Franke,
F. McDonald,
the Sonics,
Prince Buster,
Nick Fraelich,
Amon Düül II,
Babytalk,
The Beau Brummels,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Khruangbin,
Todd Rundgren,
Mars,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joy Division,
Hashim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Peter and Kerry,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Raincoats,
Lebanon Hanover,
Frankie Knuckles,
Derrick May,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.