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 Guinea and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare 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 10cc to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Warsaw,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Michelle Simonal,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Raincoats,
Spoonie Gee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sugar Minott,
Rites of Spring,
Sparks,
Bob Dylan,
Monolake,
Kurtis Blow,
Pantaleimon,
Black Pus,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jacob Miller,
Roy Ayers,
Urselle,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Trojans,
Can,
Country Teasers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Toni Rubio,
Depeche Mode,
Harry Pussy,
Marc Almond,
Vainqueur,
Ultravox,
Q and Not U,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Colin Newman,
Skriet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Das Ding,
Janne Schatter,
Circle Jerks,
Pantytec,
Pagans,
Don Cherry,
the Slits,
Crooked Eye,
Zero Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Green,
Siglo XX,
MDC,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rapeman,
Lucky Dragons,
Lalann,
Lou Christie,
Organ,
New Age Steppers,
Q65,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.