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 Dominica and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Brothers Johnson to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quantec,
Procol Harum,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Shuggie Otis,
Moby Grape,
Youth Brigade,
Mantronix,
Lower 48,
Public Enemy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
James White and The Blacks,
Intrusion,
the Sonics,
Jawbox,
Fela Kuti,
Stereo Dub,
Charles Mingus,
The Standells,
Bad Manners,
Fatback Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Toasters,
Davy DMX,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kaleidoscope,
Erykah Badu,
kango's stein massive,
Scan 7,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Barracudas,
Faraquet,
Lindisfarne,
EPMD,
Minutemen,
OOIOO,
The Velvet Underground,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Saints,
Radiohead,
Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Young Rascals,
Yusef Lateef,
Qualms,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cecil Taylor,
Easy Going,
The Divine Comedy,
Desert Stars,
K-Klass,
Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Bar-Kays,
Schoolly D,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stiv Bators,
Das Ding,
Basic Channel,
Lyres,
Juan Atkins,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.