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 Jakarta.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 R.M.O. to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Au Pairs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cluster,
Fad Gadget,
Crime,
The Dead C,
Masters at Work,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül II,
Boz Scaggs,
Gong,
Eric B and Rakim,
Country Teasers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Half Japanese,
Graham Central Station,
The Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
PIL,
Toni Rubio,
B.T. Express,
the Human League,
Vainqueur,
Sixth Finger,
Ludus,
Gregory Isaacs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wally Richardson,
John Coltrane,
The Music Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
Aloha Tigers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Matthew Bourne,
The Buckinghams,
Donald Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Zero Boys,
The Associates,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bootsy Collins,
Crispy Ambulance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
a-ha,
The Happenings,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cure,
UT,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Stooges,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Donny Hathaway,
8 Eyed Spy,
X-102,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brand Nubian,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.