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 Suriname and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Toni Rubio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Essential Logic,
Glambeats Corp.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
Henry Cow,
The J.B.'s,
The Cure,
Danielle Patucci,
Lungfish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Theoretical Girls,
Dennis Brown,
Joyce Sims,
Swans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Offenders,
Blossom Toes,
Unrelated Segments,
Camberwell Now,
Gichy Dan,
Von Mondo,
Shoche,
Yaz,
Albert Ayler,
Don Cherry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultimate Spinach,
Talk Talk,
ABBA,
Spandau Ballet,
LL Cool J,
Robert Görl,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Blackbyrds,
8 Eyed Spy,
Arthur Verocai,
The Star Department,
Babytalk,
Kurtis Blow,
The Pretty Things,
Tubeway Army,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scan 7,
The Fire Engines,
Scientists,
Echospace,
Steve Hackett,
The Pop Group,
Judy Mowatt,
Bush Tetras,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fat Boys,
UT,
The Toasters,
Mandrill,
Wasted Youth,
Scott Walker,
Drexciya,
Blake Baxter,
The Searchers,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.