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 Papua New Guinea and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Marvin Gaye to the disco 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Modern Lovers,
Amon Düül,
Groovy Waters,
Hoover,
Suburban Knight,
Roxette,
Kenny Larkin,
Blake Baxter,
Maurizio,
Pagans,
Wally Richardson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David McCallum,
The Barracudas,
The Slackers,
Ludus,
Aaron Thompson,
Scientists,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Barrington Levy,
Royal Trux,
John Lydon,
Nick Fraelich,
Dawn Penn,
Ice-T,
Pet Shop Boys,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scrapy,
The Angels of Light,
the Slits,
Soulsonic Force,
Flipper,
Cluster,
The United States of America,
Accadde A,
The Doors,
Radiohead,
Jeff Mills,
Trumans Water,
Nik Kershaw,
Alton Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
Max Romeo,
Oblivians,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Letta Mbulu,
The Index,
Yazoo,
Al Stewart,
Metal Thangz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rakim,
Magazine,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.