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 Lithuania and from Lille.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the punk 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Bad Manners,
Rotary Connection,
AZ,
Leonard Cohen,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Suburban Knight,
Mars,
Sällskapet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Graham Central Station,
Wings,
Maleditus Sound,
Camouflage,
Popol Vuh,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Trojans,
Amon Düül,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mo-Dettes,
Stockholm Monsters,
X-Ray Spex,
Lyres,
Tom Boy,
Godley & Creme,
Glenn Branca,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moebius,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Music Machine,
Patti Smith,
The Fortunes,
Black Sheep,
June Days,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
La Düsseldorf,
Porter Ricks,
Masters at Work,
Minnie Riperton,
Lindisfarne,
Rod Modell,
Lou Reed,
The Leaves,
Technova,
Talk Talk,
OOIOO,
Franke,
Accadde A,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jeff Lynne,
Section 25,
The Seeds,
Marshall Jefferson,
Goldenarms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Das Ding,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gap Band,
B.T. Express,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.