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 Serbia and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the disco 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Crash Course in Science,
Joensuu 1685,
Swans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Letta Mbulu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Modern Lovers,
The Happenings,
Hot Snakes,
Sonic Youth,
Stereo Dub,
Junior Murvin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roger Hodgson,
Cecil Taylor,
10cc,
John Coltrane,
Ituana,
Desert Stars,
La Düsseldorf,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico,
Isaac Hayes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lee Hazlewood,
DJ Style,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlback,
Infiniti,
Patti Smith,
The Evens,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Womack,
The Fuzztones,
Anakelly,
K-Klass,
the Swans,
Second Layer,
Massinfluence,
Flamin' Groovies,
Urselle,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fluxion,
Alton Ellis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Half Japanese,
Intrusion,
MC5,
Easy Going,
The New Christs,
Bobby Sherman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Popol Vuh,
Lyres,
Sister Nancy,
World's Most,
Joe Smooth,
Ludus,
The Gories,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.