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 United Kingdom and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Jerry's Kids 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
The Divine Comedy,
Little Man,
This Heat,
L. Decosne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Inner City,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The United States of America,
Au Pairs,
The Velvet Underground,
Agitation Free,
Joe Finger,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mr. Review,
The Sisters of Mercy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
CMW,
Lower 48,
World's Most,
The Angels of Light,
Gichy Dan,
The Monks,
Camberwell Now,
Swans,
Dead Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
Anakelly,
Zero Boys,
These Immortal Souls,
Wings,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Don Cherry,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Japan,
Tubeway Army,
The Star Department,
KRS-One,
R.M.O.,
Cluster,
Carl Craig,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Pus,
UT,
Parry Music,
Bluetip,
Donny Hathaway,
Yazoo,
Black Sheep,
One Last Wish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wally Richardson,
Sam Rivers,
Suburban Knight,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.