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 Ghana and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 The Remains to the crunk 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
The Angels of Light,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
KRS-One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joy Division,
Flash Fearless,
the Sonics,
EPMD,
Echospace,
The Barracudas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Gun Club,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deadbeat,
Buzzcocks,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kerri Chandler,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eurythmics,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mojo Men,
Bang On A Can,
Flamin' Groovies,
Don Cherry,
Little Man,
The Zeros,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slave,
Wings,
The Monks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dead Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Alphaville,
Angry Samoans,
D'Angelo,
Grey Daturas,
48th St. Collective,
The Young Rascals,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kenny Larkin,
Mad Mike,
Absolute Body Control,
Nick Fraelich,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Steve Hackett,
R.M.O.,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-101,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
H. Thieme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Invisible,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.