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 Philippines and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Section 25 to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
The Grass Roots,
Jeff Lynne,
Hot Snakes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Colin Newman,
Joensuu 1685,
Skarface,
The Human League,
Boredoms,
New Age Steppers,
Ten City,
U.S. Maple,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
48th St. Collective,
Black Bananas,
Qualms,
Aural Exciters,
Sex Pistols,
Ludus,
Sun Ra,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mummies,
Buzzcocks,
Barbara Tucker,
Pantaleimon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pet Shop Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
Lalann,
Altered Images,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Susan Cadogan,
The New Christs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fugazi,
Con Funk Shun,
Yusef Lateef,
Television Personalities,
One Last Wish,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Toni Rubio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Danielle Patucci,
Thee Headcoats,
The Victims,
The Motions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxy Music,
Hasil Adkins,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Panda Bear,
Derrick May,
The Divine Comedy,
Rekid,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Derrick Morgan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
kango's stein massive,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.