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 Iceland and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe 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 Eden Ahbez to the rock 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
June of 44,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roxette,
Zapp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mojo Men,
Deadbeat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Young Marble Giants,
Thee Headcoats,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Das Ding,
Godley & Creme,
Silicon Teens,
Monks,
Jerry's Kids,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Todd Rundgren,
One Last Wish,
Ponytail,
Albert Ayler,
a-ha,
John Coltrane,
Ossler,
John Holt,
Deepchord,
Pole,
Scan 7,
Grey Daturas,
Kerri Chandler,
Neu!,
Johnny Clarke,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eden Ahbez,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Womack,
Unwound,
Severed Heads,
China Crisis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ituana,
Khruangbin,
Jacob Miller,
This Heat,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Inner City,
Newcleus,
Hoover,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Essential Logic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sixth Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
E-Dancer,
Dawn Penn,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.