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 Guatemala and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Stereo Dub to the crunk 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Public Enemy,
EPMD,
The Tremeloes,
The Fugs,
Susan Cadogan,
Davy DMX,
Juan Atkins,
The Motions,
Jacob Miller,
The Last Poets,
Agent Orange,
New Age Steppers,
MDC,
Massinfluence,
Harmonia,
Lungfish,
Nick Fraelich,
Lalann,
Goldenarms,
Gang of Four,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bronski Beat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Alice Coltrane,
Toni Rubio,
Delta 5,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tommy Roe,
Funkadelic,
Liliput,
Mandrill,
Rites of Spring,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Oblivians,
Marvin Gaye,
The Busters,
The Invisible,
Yaz,
Oneida,
Harry Pussy,
The Mojo Men,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantytec,
Glenn Branca,
Blake Baxter,
The Gories,
Hoover,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Offenders,
Stiv Bators,
Lakeside,
Grey Daturas,
Technova,
Aswad,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blossom Toes,
Ornette Coleman,
Nico,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.