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 Turkmenistan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 Nas to the crunk 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 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 Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Joensuu 1685,
Thee Headcoats,
Silicon Teens,
Masters at Work,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jerry's Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
World's Most,
Sixth Finger,
New Age Steppers,
The Pretty Things,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Move,
Wally Richardson,
Japan,
Delta 5,
Fear,
Aloha Tigers,
the Sonics,
Spoonie Gee,
Barry Ungar,
Crispian St. Peters,
Country Teasers,
Leonard Cohen,
Infiniti,
X-Ray Spex,
Frankie Knuckles,
Iggy Pop,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jimmy McGriff,
Erykah Badu,
Ossler,
Bob Dylan,
Gichy Dan,
Agent Orange,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Byrd,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jacques Brel,
Sun City Girls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Gap Band,
ABC,
PIL,
Unrelated Segments,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Con Funk Shun,
Desert Stars,
Aswad,
MDC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Model 500,
Alphaville,
Easy Going,
The Buckinghams,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
Sparks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.