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 Barbados and from Edmonton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
This Heat,
Janne Schatter,
The United States of America,
Porter Ricks,
Piero Umiliani,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Don Cherry,
The Move,
Wings,
Quadrant,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lou Reed,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Girls At Our Best!,
Unrelated Segments,
Aloha Tigers,
Radiohead,
Metal Thangz,
UT,
Black Moon,
Mars,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Archie Shepp,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Franke,
Fluxion,
Arthur Verocai,
The Pop Group,
ABC,
Deepchord,
Fad Gadget,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Dolphy,
The Raincoats,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Barbara Tucker,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Arcadia,
Quantec,
Television,
the Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
Tim Buckley,
Pylon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
Liliput,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Amazonics,
Flash Fearless,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Happenings,
The Durutti Column,
Groovy Waters,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.