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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Roger Hodgson to the grunge 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds 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 crunk 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Donny Hathaway,
Japan,
The Neon Judgement,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mad Mike,
Girls At Our Best!,
Make Up,
Rakim,
The Black Dice,
Quadrant,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fire Engines,
Cal Tjader,
the Fania All-Stars,
Essential Logic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Television,
Josef K,
The Dead C,
In Retrospect,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MDC,
Donald Byrd,
Wire,
The Busters,
Arab on Radar,
Half Japanese,
Inner City,
Harpers Bizarre,
R.M.O.,
DJ Style,
Nirvana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Subhumans,
Niagra,
Aural Exciters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Happenings,
Brick,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lungfish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bluetip,
Robert Hood,
Man Parrish,
Crime,
The Velvet Underground,
the Human League,
Ice-T,
Echospace,
ABBA,
Mantronix,
The Human League,
Erykah Badu,
48th St. Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.