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 Cyprus and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Pantytec,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rekid,
Ten City,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terrestrial Tones,
Absolute Body Control,
Bluetip,
Ponytail,
Sandy B,
Nik Kershaw,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nirvana,
Grauzone,
Drexciya,
Q and Not U,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gichy Dan,
The Black Dice,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultravox,
Technova,
Japan,
New Order,
Lou Reed,
Tubeway Army,
The Vogues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Last Poets,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Electric Prunes,
Swans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rotary Connection,
Marcia Griffiths,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Motions,
Visage,
Man Parrish,
Kerri Chandler,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Monolake,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cramps,
Lou Christie,
Sexual Harrassment,
Moby Grape,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barrington Levy,
The Busters,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slits,
Fugazi,
Chrome,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.