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 Solomon Islands and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Zapp to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Metal Thangz,
Sixth Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
Erasure,
Altered Images,
Grey Daturas,
Sandy B,
Joyce Sims,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-102,
Ossler,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Lydon,
Trumans Water,
The Mighty Diamonds,
10cc,
The Last Poets,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gories,
Absolute Body Control,
Janne Schatter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gang Starr,
Fad Gadget,
Gregory Isaacs,
F. McDonald,
Joe Finger,
Lakeside,
The Blackbyrds,
Con Funk Shun,
Cheater Slicks,
Ice-T,
Peter & Gordon,
Bauhaus,
Jacques Brel,
Banda Bassotti,
Roy Ayers,
Funky Four + One,
Nation of Ulysses,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Grass Roots,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pussy Galore,
Kerri Chandler,
Symarip,
The Wake,
Black Moon,
Bobby Womack,
Make Up,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Derrick Morgan,
Brass Construction,
Niagra,
Essential Logic,
Radiopuhelimet,
L. Decosne,
Sam Rivers,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.