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 Barbados and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Erykah Badu to the grunge 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Kinks,
Scan 7,
Jeff Lynne,
Carl Craig,
Frankie Knuckles,
Andrew Hill,
Pagans,
The Smoke,
Shoche,
The Seeds,
Amon Düül II,
Hoover,
The Invisible,
Ponytail,
Black Sheep,
Magma,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Gun Club,
Fear,
Arthur Verocai,
Mad Mike,
Glenn Branca,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Livin' Joy,
48th St. Collective,
Ten City,
Deadbeat,
Laurel Aitken,
Theoretical Girls,
Barrington Levy,
Gang of Four,
The Vogues,
Grauzone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Underground Resistance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Minor Threat,
Erykah Badu,
Sexual Harrassment,
Harry Pussy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
Bill Wells,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
kango's stein massive,
New Order,
Pierre Henry,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
Cymande,
B.T. Express,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Swans,
In Retrospect,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marvin Gaye,
Jimmy McGriff,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.