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 Libya and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lower 48 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
The Residents,
Aural Exciters,
Y Pants,
Robert Görl,
The Kinks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tommy Roe,
Oneida,
Lalo Schifrin,
Panda Bear,
Ultra Naté,
Wolf Eyes,
Babytalk,
Soul II Soul,
Main Source,
Livin' Joy,
Ken Boothe,
Dual Sessions,
OOIOO,
Dennis Brown,
Henry Cow,
The Five Americans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marc Almond,
Qualms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Das Ding,
Arab on Radar,
Pharoah Sanders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The American Breed,
The Fortunes,
Avey Tare,
Pagans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nico,
Fat Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ten City,
Pussy Galore,
EPMD,
DNA,
Depeche Mode,
Chris Corsano,
48th St. Collective,
Charles Mingus,
Wire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tomorrow,
Eric Dolphy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Judy Mowatt,
Newcleus,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Trumans Water,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.