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 Oman and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Jawbox to the disco 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Warsaw,
Don Cherry,
the Slits,
Roy Ayers,
Steve Hackett,
Roxy Music,
The Misunderstood,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Zero Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
Donald Byrd,
Black Pus,
Spandau Ballet,
Visage,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tomorrow,
Pharoah Sanders,
Laurel Aitken,
Frankie Knuckles,
Quando Quango,
The American Breed,
The Pretty Things,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ten City,
Danielle Patucci,
Smog,
Lou Christie,
Letta Mbulu,
Dual Sessions,
The Slackers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Half Japanese,
K-Klass,
The Residents,
The Electric Prunes,
James White and The Blacks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Urselle,
The Slits,
Skaos,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fire Engines,
Joyce Sims,
Mr. Review,
A Certain Ratio,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Khruangbin,
China Crisis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fall,
Alice Coltrane,
The Move,
The Gladiators,
The Star Department,
Sällskapet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.