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 Switzerland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Edmonton and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joensuu 1685 to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Red Krayola,
Clear Light,
Byron Stingily,
the Sonics,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Thee Headcoats,
Mo-Dettes,
The Names,
Deadbeat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terry Callier,
Saccharine Trust,
L. Decosne,
Scan 7,
The Fall,
Jandek,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Busters,
The Music Machine,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pole,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Coltrane,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sight & Sound,
Cameo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faraquet,
Dark Day,
Sam Rivers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick May,
Alphaville,
Soul Sonic Force,
Porter Ricks,
Cecil Taylor,
Lucky Dragons,
Cymande,
Boz Scaggs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cluster,
Camouflage,
The Slackers,
Magma,
Gang Starr,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lower 48,
JFA,
The Golliwogs,
Tres Demented,
Shoche,
The Divine Comedy,
Funky Four + One,
Make Up,
Peter & Gordon,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.