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 Poland and from Paris.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fall to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Alton Ellis,
Alice Coltrane,
Camouflage,
Harmonia,
Sex Pistols,
New Order,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Henry Cow,
Brand Nubian,
The Blackbyrds,
Erykah Badu,
Roger Hodgson,
Soft Machine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hardrive,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed,
The Golliwogs,
Country Teasers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rites of Spring,
Mr. Review,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jeff Lynne,
Kayak,
Donald Byrd,
Panda Bear,
Clear Light,
Oblivians,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lebanon Hanover,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gil Scott Heron,
Icehouse,
Mad Mike,
Sandy B,
Oneida,
Pussy Galore,
Sällskapet,
Magma,
Los Fastidios,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Misunderstood,
The Birthday Party,
Minor Threat,
Fluxion,
Wings,
Shoche,
kango's stein massive,
Interpol,
Skarface,
Babytalk,
The Mojo Men,
Barbara Tucker,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Doors,
Dave Gahan,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.