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 Paraguay and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chrome to the rap 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
OOIOO,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter and Kerry,
David Bowie,
Desert Stars,
The Residents,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Sherman,
Deakin,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Bar-Kays,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oneida,
Drexciya,
Supertramp,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kaleidoscope,
Eden Ahbez,
Juan Atkins,
Amon Düül,
Unwound,
Quantec,
Motorama,
Sonic Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Grass Roots,
Dennis Brown,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Absolute Body Control,
The Smoke,
MC5,
Anthony Braxton,
Pulsallama,
Glambeats Corp.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Magazine,
Audionom,
Piero Umiliani,
Fear,
Schoolly D,
Cymande,
Dorothy Ashby,
Funkadelic,
Trumans Water,
Faraquet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Malaria!,
Morten Harket,
Josef K,
LL Cool J,
Hashim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moby Grape,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.