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 Slovakia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rotary Connection to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
MC5,
Arcadia,
Albert Ayler,
Archie Shepp,
FM Einheit,
Skriet,
DNA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Little Man,
Marmalade,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Mills,
Nils Olav,
Severed Heads,
Urselle,
Quando Quango,
Marc Almond,
New Order,
Brick,
Section 25,
Ultra Naté,
Pylon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rotary Connection,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Judy Mowatt,
Circle Jerks,
Livin' Joy,
Sandy B,
Black Moon,
Clear Light,
Los Fastidios,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ten City,
The Seeds,
Eric Dolphy,
Massinfluence,
Todd Rundgren,
Terry Callier,
Lucky Dragons,
Royal Trux,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Groovy Waters,
Flash Fearless,
Magazine,
Jawbox,
the Germs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fugs,
The Walker Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
Shoche,
Pulsallama,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ludus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.