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 Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
The Cowsills,
Hasil Adkins,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crooked Eye,
Bobby Byrd,
Eric Dolphy,
Little Man,
Bang On A Can,
The Gun Club,
Slave,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Kinks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Quadrant,
The Golliwogs,
Outsiders,
The United States of America,
Desert Stars,
LL Cool J,
the Human League,
the Slits,
John Holt,
Robert Hood,
China Crisis,
Youth Brigade,
Scientists,
Lee Hazlewood,
Andrew Hill,
Byron Stingily,
The Modern Lovers,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smiths,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Funky Four + One,
John Foxx,
Skarface,
Donald Byrd,
Matthew Bourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Connie Case,
Slick Rick,
Roxette,
Nick Fraelich,
Excepter,
Oblivians,
Derrick May,
Flipper,
Tomorrow,
Con Funk Shun,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mantronix,
The Angels of Light,
Negative Approach,
Sex Pistols,
Mo-Dettes,
Wolf Eyes,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.