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 Taiwan and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 cv313 to the disco 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Arab on Radar,
The Beau Brummels,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sonic Youth,
Pierre Henry,
Livin' Joy,
Con Funk Shun,
Theoretical Girls,
The Skatalites,
Soul Sonic Force,
X-102,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Moleskins,
Pantaleimon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Judy Mowatt,
Soulsonic Force,
China Crisis,
The Blues Magoos,
Ituana,
The Pop Group,
Unwound,
MC5,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Altered Images,
Albert Ayler,
In Retrospect,
the Slits,
The Zeros,
Yellowson,
Crooked Eye,
Organ,
Delta 5,
The Kinks,
Mandrill,
T. Rex,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Thompson Twins,
the Human League,
Lalo Schifrin,
Unrelated Segments,
Lou Christie,
T.S.O.L.,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nas,
Section 25,
The J.B.'s,
Pole,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fortunes,
Zapp,
Babytalk,
Hashim,
Aswad,
Ornette Coleman,
EPMD,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soul II Soul,
Robert Wyatt,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.