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 El Salvador and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Audionom,
Sexual Harrassment,
Monks,
Camberwell Now,
Jerry's Kids,
The Seeds,
Hasil Adkins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kas Product,
Pharoah Sanders,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Main Source,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neu!,
The Birthday Party,
Loose Ends,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Walker Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Mantronix,
Boredoms,
Popol Vuh,
Los Fastidios,
Sex Pistols,
Agent Orange,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barbara Tucker,
Radiohead,
Todd Terry,
Nas,
Icehouse,
Susan Cadogan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agitation Free,
Arcadia,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Morten Harket,
Sonic Youth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crime,
Fugazi,
Aaron Thompson,
the Germs,
Funky Four + One,
Chrome,
Tres Demented,
Howard Jones,
Flash Fearless,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Freddie Wadling,
Cluster,
Youth Brigade,
the Slits,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fall,
Brass Construction,
Terry Callier,
Slick Rick,
Japan,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.