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 Finland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Clear Light to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Max Romeo,
Icehouse,
Albert Ayler,
Spandau Ballet,
Sam Rivers,
Sixth Finger,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
T.S.O.L.,
Wally Richardson,
The Motions,
Ronan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Todd Terry,
R.M.O.,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
Ronnie Foster,
The Beau Brummels,
Harmonia,
Sarah Menescal,
Spoonie Gee,
Main Source,
The Dave Clark Five,
Anthony Braxton,
John Coltrane,
Robert Görl,
Tomorrow,
Idris Muhammad,
Tom Boy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Music Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Severed Heads,
Marine Girls,
Saccharine Trust,
The Dirtbombs,
New York Dolls,
Neil Young,
Warren Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Joe Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Victims,
Grey Daturas,
Skarface,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultimate Spinach,
New Order,
Cal Tjader,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Divine Comedy,
Pantytec,
Todd Rundgren,
Unrelated Segments,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.