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 Ivory Coast and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the funk 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Pop Group,
The Young Rascals,
Wire,
The Leaves,
Robert Görl,
The Smiths,
Zero Boys,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Byrd,
Mantronix,
Trumans Water,
Chrome,
Joe Finger,
Marc Almond,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jimmy McGriff,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Womack,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric Copeland,
Hardrive,
The Angels of Light,
Danielle Patucci,
Max Romeo,
Skriet,
Mark Hollis,
The Wake,
Soul II Soul,
Brick,
The Invisible,
Eric Dolphy,
Radiohead,
The Associates,
Procol Harum,
Crash Course in Science,
Dual Sessions,
Livin' Joy,
Cal Tjader,
Gang Starr,
Khruangbin,
Blake Baxter,
The New Christs,
Nik Kershaw,
The Walker Brothers,
Tubeway Army,
Eli Mardock,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeff Mills,
June Days,
Technova,
The Shadows of Knight,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Tremeloes,
Rites of Spring,
Tropical Tobacco,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.