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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Flesh Eaters to the jazz 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Minny Pops,
Hasil Adkins,
Faust,
The Techniques,
Brass Construction,
Scratch Acid,
Mars,
The Fugs,
Bootsy Collins,
8 Eyed Spy,
Duran Duran,
David Axelrod,
Howard Jones,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gladiators,
The Saints,
Alice Coltrane,
Lucky Dragons,
Tomorrow,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aural Exciters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Toasters,
Laurel Aitken,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Television Personalities,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lower 48,
Arcadia,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Stooges,
The Fire Engines,
Chrome,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare,
10cc,
Pantaleimon,
Joe Smooth,
Jerry's Kids,
Wally Richardson,
Deadbeat,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Monochrome Set,
Albert Ayler,
The Raincoats,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
a-ha,
Kaleidoscope,
Tres Demented,
Talk Talk,
Q and Not U,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Five Americans,
EPMD,
New Age Steppers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
China Crisis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Isaac Hayes,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.