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 Jordan and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator 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 Lucky Dragons to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Main Source,
Pet Shop Boys,
Whodini,
Organ,
Nirvana,
Ronan,
The Buckinghams,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Hardrive,
Colin Newman,
B.T. Express,
Deadbeat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bush Tetras,
Wasted Youth,
New Age Steppers,
L. Decosne,
Junior Murvin,
Scan 7,
Oneida,
Oblivians,
Soft Cell,
Blancmange,
The Last Poets,
Camouflage,
Leonard Cohen,
Reuben Wilson,
Eric Dolphy,
Pagans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jacob Miller,
Pantaleimon,
The Names,
The Gun Club,
Lakeside,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
Accadde A,
ABBA,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camberwell Now,
The Stooges,
Bluetip,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Technova,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.