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 Taiwan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 Robert Wyatt to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Names,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Residents,
Cheater Slicks,
The Move,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Unrelated Segments,
Wolf Eyes,
Donald Byrd,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rekid,
Freddie Wadling,
The Smiths,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gabor Szabo,
Outsiders,
Stereo Dub,
Joe Finger,
Niagra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eve St. Jones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Radiohead,
John Foxx,
the Soft Cell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Sheep,
Los Fastidios,
Pussy Galore,
Stiv Bators,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Angry Samoans,
Television,
Average White Band,
Dawn Penn,
Babytalk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
La Düsseldorf,
Ossler,
Interpol,
Maleditus Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
The Durutti Column,
OOIOO,
Scratch Acid,
Kaleidoscope,
Grauzone,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kenny Larkin,
Tres Demented,
The Velvet Underground,
The Red Krayola,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Procol Harum,
Sun City Girls,
AZ,
Jeff Lynne,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.