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 Palau and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the crunk 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Crooked Eye,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pierre Henry,
Liliput,
Yellowson,
Charles Mingus,
The Trojans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scrapy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Young Marble Giants,
Fort Wilson Riot,
One Last Wish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pet Shop Boys,
FM Einheit,
The Victims,
Urselle,
The Red Krayola,
Hoover,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Wyatt,
K-Klass,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cal Tjader,
Dennis Brown,
Peter and Kerry,
The J.B.'s,
Kayak,
Sex Pistols,
New York Dolls,
Prince Buster,
Graham Central Station,
The Shadows of Knight,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Knickerbockers,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fall,
Morten Harket,
Roger Hodgson,
The Tremeloes,
The Index,
Popol Vuh,
The Blackbyrds,
Minny Pops,
The Dave Clark Five,
Depeche Mode,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lalann,
Whodini,
Unwound, Unwound, Unwound, Unwound.
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.