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 Sudan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum 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 Mars to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marvin Gaye,
Main Source,
Junior Murvin,
Connie Case,
The Dead C,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nas,
Charles Mingus,
Cluster,
K-Klass,
The Slits,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Radiohead,
Gong,
X-102,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yusef Lateef,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pantaleimon,
Moebius,
Ralphi Rosario,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Moon,
Brothers Johnson,
Shuggie Otis,
Jawbox,
Inner City,
Dual Sessions,
Amon Düül II,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
cv313,
The Pretty Things,
Mr. Review,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bauhaus,
The Golliwogs,
Aaron Thompson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bill Wells,
Dark Day,
Morten Harket,
Howard Jones,
Eli Mardock,
Tubeway Army,
the Swans,
Big Daddy Kane,
U.S. Maple,
Mandrill,
The Busters,
The Angels of Light,
R.M.O.,
Bill Near,
Gang of Four,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kayak,
Danielle Patucci,
Cecil Taylor,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.