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 Armenia and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Traffic Nightmare to the techno 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Chrome,
Procol Harum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cramps,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Au Pairs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
The Music Machine,
The Saints,
Mantronix,
Tim Buckley,
Traffic Nightmare,
Franke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mo-Dettes,
Tubeway Army,
La Düsseldorf,
The Residents,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Archie Shepp,
Youth Brigade,
Yaz,
Supertramp,
The Barracudas,
Joy Division,
Lou Christie,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Byron Stingily,
The Mojo Men,
Shuggie Otis,
Chris & Cosey,
Mary Jane Girls,
LL Cool J,
Unrelated Segments,
Henry Cow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Michelle Simonal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Chris Corsano,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Slackers,
Anthony Braxton,
OOIOO,
E-Dancer,
Gang Green,
Crooked Eye,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Cale,
Sexual Harrassment,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kenny Larkin,
Duran Duran,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.