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 Austria and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Barrington Levy to the grunge 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Eric Dolphy,
Inner City,
The Offenders,
Main Source,
Scion,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang of Four,
Derrick Morgan,
Sister Nancy,
Severed Heads,
Freddie Wadling,
Colin Newman,
PIL,
Average White Band,
The Durutti Column,
Radiohead,
The Standells,
The Blues Magoos,
Neil Young,
Sex Pistols,
Lower 48,
Maleditus Sound,
Prince Buster,
Jacob Miller,
Mandrill,
The Neon Judgement,
Skarface,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nils Olav,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lyres,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jimmy McGriff,
China Crisis,
kango's stein massive,
Mark Hollis,
JFA,
the Slits,
Sound Behaviour,
Bang On A Can,
Bobby Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hot Snakes,
The Pretty Things,
Gastr Del Sol,
Animal Collective,
the Swans,
Aural Exciters,
Public Enemy,
The Fortunes,
Moebius,
Laurel Aitken,
Essential Logic,
Fela Kuti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobby Womack,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.