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 Nicaragua and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Quadrant,
Severed Heads,
Rufus Thomas,
The Monochrome Set,
Underground Resistance,
MDC,
The Electric Prunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Harmonia,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Von Mondo,
Chrome,
Surgeon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fad Gadget,
The Happenings,
Los Fastidios,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Avey Tare,
Sixth Finger,
K-Klass,
Tom Boy,
Echospace,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nik Kershaw,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Coltrane,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers,
Faust,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rakim,
The Monks,
The Mojo Men,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dennis Brown,
Davy DMX,
Popol Vuh,
The Real Kids,
Sun City Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thompson Twins,
Chris Corsano,
Amon Düül,
Howard Jones,
The Shadows of Knight,
Altered Images,
FM Einheit,
Funky Four + One,
Sandy B,
Massinfluence,
Visage,
MC5,
Simply Red,
Siglo XX,
Althea and Donna,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Magazine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.