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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Order to the rock 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Don Cherry,
the Sonics,
Panda Bear,
Patti Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Make Up,
Nico,
Duran Duran,
Jeff Mills,
Gang Starr,
John Holt,
Dual Sessions,
Aloha Tigers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tears for Fears,
Michelle Simonal,
Hardrive,
The Standells,
Rotary Connection,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Doors,
The Raincoats,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Toasters,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Halsall,
Marvin Gaye,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
KRS-One,
Rapeman,
Robert Görl,
Buzzcocks,
Babytalk,
Wolf Eyes,
Sällskapet,
Connie Case,
Wasted Youth,
Tim Buckley,
Flash Fearless,
Television,
Harry Pussy,
Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Stooges,
Alice Coltrane,
Yazoo,
Morten Harket,
Davy DMX,
Erykah Badu,
Eve St. Jones,
This Heat,
Ken Boothe,
Anthony Braxton,
Sun City Girls,
FM Einheit,
The Searchers,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.