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 China and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Soul Sonic Force to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Boz Scaggs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minny Pops,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fuzztones,
The New Christs,
Roger Hodgson,
T.S.O.L.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Supertramp,
Accadde A,
Monolake,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kayak,
The Seeds,
The Move,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lower 48,
The Cowsills,
Wally Richardson,
ABC,
Altered Images,
Darondo,
Bob Dylan,
Black Pus,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donny Hathaway,
Intrusion,
Symarip,
The Mummies,
Joe Smooth,
Swell Maps,
Pantaleimon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Durutti Column,
Inner City,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brothers Johnson,
Yazoo,
The Index,
Thee Headcoats,
Lakeside,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pharoah Sanders,
Television Personalities,
Circle Jerks,
Scan 7,
Average White Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Los Fastidios,
PIL,
New York Dolls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Adolescents,
the Bar-Kays,
The Moleskins,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cure,
Camouflage,
Neil Young,
Delta 5,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.