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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the jazz 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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Peter and Kerry,
Q and Not U,
Marine Girls,
Surgeon,
Steve Hackett,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New York Dolls,
The Electric Prunes,
Joe Finger,
The Divine Comedy,
Leonard Cohen,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
Liliput,
Lyres,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Stetsasonic,
Iggy Pop,
Donald Byrd,
The Residents,
The Durutti Column,
CMW,
The Evens,
Barrington Levy,
Reagan Youth,
Faraquet,
Minutemen,
Electric Prunes,
Japan,
Television Personalities,
Lower 48,
Al Stewart,
One Last Wish,
Fluxion,
The Selecter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Blake Baxter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jacob Miller,
Scion,
Tears for Fears,
Quando Quango,
Eden Ahbez,
Essential Logic,
Hasil Adkins,
Zapp,
Jeff Mills,
The Zeros,
Arcadia,
Groovy Waters,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Coltrane,
Camouflage,
Public Enemy,
Lightning Bolt,
Siglo XX,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.