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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cowsills to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed,
Arcadia,
Grey Daturas,
Blossom Toes,
The Smiths,
Connie Case,
The Motions,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Unwound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Maleditus Sound,
Procol Harum,
Neu!,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Byrd,
Outsiders,
the Slits,
Ludus,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Technova,
Sugar Minott,
Crime,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Yaz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Terry Callier,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Derrick Morgan,
Soul II Soul,
The Residents,
Hashim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris Corsano,
Judy Mowatt,
The Electric Prunes,
Yellowson,
Heaven 17,
Zapp,
Average White Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Public Enemy,
Eli Mardock,
Joe Smooth,
Man Parrish,
Los Fastidios,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marine Girls,
U.S. Maple,
Electric Prunes,
John Holt,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Jerry's Kids,
KRS-One,
Trumans Water,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.