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 Iran and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Black Flag to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
the Bar-Kays,
Soul Sonic Force,
Toni Rubio,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tom Boy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Adolescents,
Gichy Dan,
Shuggie Otis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moss Icon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Royal Trux,
The Victims,
Lightning Bolt,
Jacob Miller,
Michelle Simonal,
Carl Craig,
Prince Buster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Funkadelic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Todd Terry,
Roxy Music,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Outsiders,
Soul II Soul,
The Dirtbombs,
Idris Muhammad,
The Cowsills,
Surgeon,
Gang Starr,
Bobby Byrd,
Lalo Schifrin,
Essential Logic,
DJ Style,
B.T. Express,
Procol Harum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Das Ding,
Organ,
ABBA,
Gabor Szabo,
Dave Gahan,
Howard Jones,
The Leaves,
Dawn Penn,
Blake Baxter,
Average White Band,
Deepchord,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
CMW,
Delta 5,
Popol Vuh,
The Zeros,
The Raincoats,
Ituana,
Spoonie Gee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.