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 Luxembourg and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the jazz 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Lynne,
World's Most,
Visage,
Fatback Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Lower 48,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Inner City,
David Axelrod,
JFA,
Ludus,
Eden Ahbez,
Gong,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Underground Resistance,
Stiv Bators,
Scrapy,
Fela Kuti,
The Fall,
The Angels of Light,
Section 25,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sparks,
Throbbing Gristle,
June Days,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Camouflage,
Piero Umiliani,
Marmalade,
Cecil Taylor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Little Man,
John Holt,
Magma,
Derrick Morgan,
MC5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Liliput,
Minny Pops,
Joyce Sims,
Minutemen,
Lou Christie,
Grey Daturas,
Vainqueur,
Kayak,
Television,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Easy Going,
The Gap Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Althea and Donna,
Whodini,
Peter & Gordon,
Roy Ayers,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.