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 Finland and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the techno 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eli Mardock,
The Move,
The Knickerbockers,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boz Scaggs,
The Moody Blues,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Archie Shepp,
JFA,
Sixth Finger,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Holt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
World's Most,
Suburban Knight,
Make Up,
The Gladiators,
X-Ray Spex,
The Slackers,
H. Thieme,
One Last Wish,
ABC,
Excepter,
Moss Icon,
Brass Construction,
A Certain Ratio,
Michelle Simonal,
Siglo XX,
China Crisis,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Delta 5,
Monolake,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
Tim Buckley,
Bronski Beat,
Alison Limerick,
Blake Baxter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joey Negro,
Skarface,
OOIOO,
Moby Grape,
The Litter,
Todd Terry,
Sight & Sound,
The Barracudas,
Fatback Band,
Suicide,
Jerry's Kids,
Quadrant,
a-ha,
Lightning Bolt,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.