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 Comoros and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aaron Thompson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Rakim,
The Birthday Party,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ossler,
Prince Buster,
Zero Boys,
Audionom,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eddi Front,
Malaria!,
Quadrant,
Steve Hackett,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sonics,
The Index,
Suburban Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
Niagra,
Arcadia,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Saccharine Trust,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fluxion,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Saints,
Monks,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Drexciya,
Con Funk Shun,
The Remains,
Bill Near,
Cybotron,
Hasil Adkins,
Second Layer,
cv313,
Eden Ahbez,
Kaleidoscope,
Deadbeat,
Skriet,
Erasure,
Peter & Gordon,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deepchord,
The Star Department,
Royal Trux,
Agitation Free,
Carl Craig,
Sonic Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joe Finger,
Kayak,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warren Ellis,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bang On A Can,
Nick Fraelich,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.