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 Paraguay and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ 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 Subhumans to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DJ Sneak,
The Stooges,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jandek,
Cal Tjader,
The Golliwogs,
Lightning Bolt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Monks,
The Searchers,
Gang Gang Dance,
This Heat,
Sight & Sound,
The Cramps,
ABBA,
Organ,
The Zeros,
Cymande,
Depeche Mode,
Smog,
The Victims,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rod Modell,
The Mummies,
The Fuzztones,
Cameo,
The Misunderstood,
cv313,
Steve Hackett,
June of 44,
Metal Thangz,
Section 25,
Neil Young,
Lalann,
Bobby Byrd,
Derrick May,
James White and The Blacks,
Rekid,
The Young Rascals,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Royal Trux,
Minny Pops,
Wire,
The Human League,
The Barracudas,
Godley & Creme,
Idris Muhammad,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deepchord,
Delta 5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
China Crisis,
Echospace,
Flash Fearless,
Kerrie Biddell,
Popol Vuh,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.