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 Bahrain and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Doors 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Isaac Hayes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Busters,
Massinfluence,
Janne Schatter,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Sonics,
KRS-One,
Banda Bassotti,
Chris & Cosey,
The Human League,
Dark Day,
ABBA,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeff Lynne,
The American Breed,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Cowsills,
The Angels of Light,
MC5,
Talk Talk,
Fela Kuti,
Chrome,
Lalo Schifrin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Chris Corsano,
The Walker Brothers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Drexciya,
The Gories,
Mo-Dettes,
Deepchord,
Crash Course in Science,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joe Finger,
Subhumans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Television,
Joensuu 1685,
Moss Icon,
Basic Channel,
Pet Shop Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Inner City,
The Smiths,
Yaz,
Godley & Creme,
Marine Girls,
Outsiders,
Clear Light,
Eurythmics,
Ossler,
Pantaleimon,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare,
Yazoo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.