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 Bahamas and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bizarre Inc. to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Anthony Braxton,
Arcadia,
Sonic Youth,
Blancmange,
Matthew Bourne,
Second Layer,
Pierre Henry,
Crash Course in Science,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yaz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fall,
The Walker Brothers,
Rod Modell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronan,
Niagra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scion,
Flash Fearless,
Brick,
Funky Four + One,
Aloha Tigers,
The Motions,
Hasil Adkins,
Sister Nancy,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Accadde A,
New York Dolls,
Danielle Patucci,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
Joey Negro,
Excepter,
T. Rex,
Banda Bassotti,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wolf Eyes,
Carl Craig,
48th St. Collective,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flipper,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eric B and Rakim,
Basic Channel,
Fugazi,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Desert Stars,
Black Moon,
Audionom,
kango's stein massive,
Wire,
Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Yazoo,
Wings,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.