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 Guatemala and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Arthur Verocai to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Shuggie Otis,
Symarip,
Hasil Adkins,
Circle Jerks,
Roxette,
Thee Headcoats,
Michelle Simonal,
Grey Daturas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Cale,
Rites of Spring,
The Litter,
Neil Young,
Infiniti,
One Last Wish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Essential Logic,
Crooked Eye,
Althea and Donna,
Derrick May,
the Bar-Kays,
The Smiths,
Tubeway Army,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shoche,
Marine Girls,
ABBA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David McCallum,
Procol Harum,
Nas,
PIL,
Tommy Roe,
Smog,
Faust,
The Vogues,
Andrew Hill,
The Black Dice,
Fugazi,
the Sonics,
Von Mondo,
Technova,
The Slits,
L. Decosne,
Cymande,
The Gories,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Zero Boys,
Black Bananas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Vainqueur,
Kayak,
Schoolly D,
Hoover,
Cameo,
The Kinks,
Amon Düül II,
Lower 48,
Surgeon,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.