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 Jordan and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Yaz,
Alison Limerick,
Barrington Levy,
Excepter,
LL Cool J,
Monolake,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Harmonia,
Boredoms,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Davy DMX,
Fluxion,
Susan Cadogan,
Trumans Water,
Big Daddy Kane,
Icehouse,
Tim Buckley,
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young,
the Fania All-Stars,
Agent Orange,
The Gap Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ken Boothe,
Negative Approach,
The Toasters,
Derrick May,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Starr,
The Beau Brummels,
The Golliwogs,
The United States of America,
Crime,
Young Marble Giants,
Joey Negro,
Nico,
Public Image Ltd.,
Suicide,
Throbbing Gristle,
Angry Samoans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neu!,
Lucky Dragons,
The Moody Blues,
the Slits,
Grey Daturas,
Gong,
The Gun Club,
Camberwell Now,
Infiniti,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arcadia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gichy Dan,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.