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 Luxembourg and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ 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 Don Cherry to the jazz 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker,
a-ha,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chrome,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pagans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Moebius,
Derrick May,
Reagan Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
ABBA,
Lightning Bolt,
Connie Case,
Marc Almond,
Boz Scaggs,
Sarah Menescal,
The Techniques,
The Zeros,
ABC,
The Blues Magoos,
The Knickerbockers,
Liliput,
Spoonie Gee,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Susan Cadogan,
Aural Exciters,
Vainqueur,
David McCallum,
Henry Cow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DJ Style,
Aaron Thompson,
Bang On A Can,
The Cure,
Black Bananas,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
Drive Like Jehu,
B.T. Express,
Interpol,
Black Pus,
Gichy Dan,
Mad Mike,
The Fortunes,
Danielle Patucci,
Sound Behaviour,
Johnny Clarke,
Guru Guru,
Easy Going,
The Mummies,
Public Enemy,
Fear,
Cheater Slicks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Essential Logic,
Urselle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.