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 Azerbaijan and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ 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 Grey Daturas to the rock 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eddi Front,
Schoolly D,
This Heat,
DNA,
Ossler,
Faust,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fad Gadget,
Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobby Sherman,
Hoover,
The Names,
David McCallum,
These Immortal Souls,
Sam Rivers,
The Standells,
Rekid,
The New Christs,
Black Sheep,
Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Dave Clark Five,
World's Most,
Radio Birdman,
Crispy Ambulance,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Heaven 17,
The Fire Engines,
Tom Boy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Guru Guru,
Juan Atkins,
Wire,
Ituana,
the Human League,
X-102,
Camouflage,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Josef K,
Sixth Finger,
U.S. Maple,
Pet Shop Boys,
Porter Ricks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Youth Brigade,
The Beau Brummels,
Buzzcocks,
The Black Dice,
Yellowson,
The Monochrome Set,
Scan 7,
Archie Shepp,
The Blackbyrds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cluster,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.