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 India and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin 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 Pharoah Sanders to the jazz 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Howard Jones,
Albert Ayler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric Copeland,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Au Pairs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Flash Fearless,
Gong,
Connie Case,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cheater Slicks,
Visage,
Metal Thangz,
Crime,
David Axelrod,
John Lydon,
Popol Vuh,
Sugar Minott,
B.T. Express,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nico,
Grey Daturas,
Qualms,
Cameo,
Heaven 17,
Rites of Spring,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Style,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Litter,
Glenn Branca,
Icehouse,
Kerrie Biddell,
Monks,
Terry Callier,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mo-Dettes,
John Holt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Martian,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zapp,
Janne Schatter,
10cc,
Ossler,
Rakim,
Deadbeat,
The Black Dice,
The Searchers,
Aaron Thompson,
Severed Heads,
Moby Grape,
UT,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hardrive,
Warsaw,
Lightning Bolt,
Slave,
Marcia Griffiths,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.