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 Swaziland and from Spokane.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum 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 Nirvana to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Todd Terry,
Sun City Girls,
Von Mondo,
Sonic Youth,
Popol Vuh,
Warren Ellis,
Black Pus,
Gang Green,
Shuggie Otis,
In Retrospect,
Reuben Wilson,
Ornette Coleman,
Morten Harket,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Womack,
The Black Dice,
Sarah Menescal,
Q and Not U,
Leonard Cohen,
Crash Course in Science,
Second Layer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marshall Jefferson,
James White and The Blacks,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gong,
The Pop Group,
CMW,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rapeman,
Idris Muhammad,
Spandau Ballet,
Animal Collective,
Aswad,
Bush Tetras,
Ludus,
The Sonics,
Zero Boys,
Pierre Henry,
Model 500,
Ice-T,
Section 25,
Blake Baxter,
Scratch Acid,
Accadde A,
K-Klass,
Erasure,
The Grass Roots,
Pylon,
Roger Hodgson,
Hoover,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Buckinghams,
Gang of Four,
Maurizio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crooked Eye,
Scion,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.