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 Chile and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Oblivians to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
LL Cool J,
Sparks,
Joe Smooth,
The Cramps,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Slackers,
Bootsy Collins,
Bizarre Inc.,
New Age Steppers,
Q65,
Scott Walker,
Suburban Knight,
June of 44,
China Crisis,
Mad Mike,
MDC,
Altered Images,
Arthur Verocai,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris Corsano,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erykah Badu,
Isaac Hayes,
Royal Trux,
Echospace,
10cc,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deadbeat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Peter & Gordon,
Sällskapet,
Deakin,
Sister Nancy,
Banda Bassotti,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-Ray Spex,
Tears for Fears,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jacob Miller,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Neon Judgement,
Kurtis Blow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Popol Vuh,
Loose Ends,
Bauhaus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aswad,
Crispian St. Peters,
Althea and Donna,
Wally Richardson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Music Machine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eli Mardock,
Bobby Womack,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.