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 Zambia and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes 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 K-Klass to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Peter and Kerry,
Au Pairs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Slits,
Bobby Womack,
In Retrospect,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Agent Orange,
Tears for Fears,
D'Angelo,
Gichy Dan,
The American Breed,
Minnie Riperton,
The Misunderstood,
Excepter,
James White and The Blacks,
Sister Nancy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Beau Brummels,
Subhumans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Josef K,
The Moleskins,
The Evens,
Absolute Body Control,
Tres Demented,
Boogie Down Productions,
Godley & Creme,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aswad,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Japan,
Tubeway Army,
Morten Harket,
Barry Ungar,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stockholm Monsters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Outsiders,
Talk Talk,
The Doors,
Funkadelic,
Shuggie Otis,
Sun Ra,
Stereo Dub,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Los Fastidios,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pantytec,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
L. Decosne,
The Gap Band,
Drexciya,
The Birthday Party,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.