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 Latvia and from Jakarta.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Wally Richardson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Grauzone,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mantronix,
Sun City Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hardrive,
Index,
F. McDonald,
Todd Rundgren,
The New Christs,
K-Klass,
Donny Hathaway,
Public Enemy,
Reagan Youth,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Electric Prunes,
DJ Style,
Cymande,
Warren Ellis,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Grass Roots,
The Beau Brummels,
Ken Boothe,
The Young Rascals,
Supertramp,
Kayak,
Idris Muhammad,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Peter & Gordon,
Ornette Coleman,
Glenn Branca,
Scratch Acid,
The Count Five,
Ludus,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-Ray Spex,
Chris & Cosey,
Aaron Thompson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eve St. Jones,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Motions,
The Busters,
Suicide,
Negative Approach,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mars,
Clear Light,
Make Up,
ABC,
The Cowsills,
Aloha Tigers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric Dolphy,
Scientists,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.