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 Russia 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba 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 Jandek to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Babytalk,
Malaria!,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Invisible,
Marvin Gaye,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lightning Bolt,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Stooges,
June Days,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dennis Brown,
Freddie Wadling,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Pus,
In Retrospect,
The Slits,
The Monochrome Set,
Supertramp,
John Cale,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Leaves,
DJ Sneak,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter & Gordon,
Minny Pops,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Bananas,
Tommy Roe,
Marc Almond,
Pantytec,
Essential Logic,
Can,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Basic Channel,
Fela Kuti,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cameo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Piero Umiliani,
Bobby Sherman,
Dual Sessions,
Connie Case,
Bobby Byrd,
Fugazi,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Procol Harum,
Henry Cow,
Erykah Badu,
Make Up,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sister Nancy,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Association,
The Doors,
Wally Richardson,
Eddi Front,
These Immortal Souls,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.