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 Cape Verde and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 Pharoah Sanders to the disco 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Ludus,
Hardrive,
Aloha Tigers,
Fear,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Darondo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aural Exciters,
The New Christs,
DJ Sneak,
David McCallum,
Aaron Thompson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fugs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sugar Minott,
Brand Nubian,
Japan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Byron Stingily,
The Fall,
Bootsy Collins,
Simply Red,
The Knickerbockers,
Little Man,
Whodini,
L. Decosne,
Reagan Youth,
The Evens,
a-ha,
Echospace,
Severed Heads,
Motorama,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Pus,
Ken Boothe,
Peter and Kerry,
The Buckinghams,
The Pretty Things,
Q and Not U,
The J.B.'s,
The Gladiators,
The Angels of Light,
Yazoo,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Anthony Braxton,
Blancmange,
Alton Ellis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pussy Galore,
Second Layer,
Lower 48,
Symarip,
The Offenders,
The Cowsills,
Slick Rick,
One Last Wish,
OOIOO,
Minny Pops,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.