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 Uruguay and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Von Mondo,
Skarface,
Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
Shoche,
New Order,
The Saints,
Gang Green,
Radiohead,
Model 500,
Dark Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Darondo,
Second Layer,
X-102,
Royal Trux,
David Axelrod,
Minutemen,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Pus,
Bobby Sherman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
K-Klass,
Idris Muhammad,
Blossom Toes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pylon,
Ludus,
The Music Machine,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Hill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Sarah Menescal,
The Misunderstood,
cv313,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Icehouse,
Brass Construction,
Stiv Bators,
Bob Dylan,
Terry Callier,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Leonard Cohen,
Pere Ubu,
The Slits,
Jacques Brel,
Sixth Finger,
Pierre Henry,
The Dead C,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Drive Like Jehu,
Vainqueur,
Tears for Fears,
A Flock of Seagulls,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Byrd,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.