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 Slovenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 the Fania All-Stars to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Mo-Dettes,
a-ha,
Qualms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Zero Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Velvet Underground,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boz Scaggs,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Smiths,
Rites of Spring,
Cameo,
Underground Resistance,
Royal Trux,
DJ Style,
Marmalade,
Henry Cow,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Barclay James Harvest,
48th St. Collective,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Patti Smith,
OOIOO,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cecil Taylor,
The Dave Clark Five,
Das Ding,
Ralphi Rosario,
Unwound,
Section 25,
Vainqueur,
Gichy Dan,
Joe Smooth,
Eli Mardock,
The Electric Prunes,
Babytalk,
Desert Stars,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soft Cell,
Fatback Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobby Womack,
Nick Fraelich,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Amon Düül II,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funky Four + One,
Nas,
Derrick May,
The Angels of Light,
Rakim,
Darondo,
Eurythmics,
Subhumans,
Robert Wyatt,
Sandy B,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.