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 Dominica and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Massinfluence to the dance 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Cheater Slicks,
Rufus Thomas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
Outsiders,
Leonard Cohen,
Sex Pistols,
Radiohead,
The Velvet Underground,
Alice Coltrane,
ABBA,
Alphaville,
Vladislav Delay,
Yusef Lateef,
Erasure,
The Slackers,
Flash Fearless,
Eric B and Rakim,
Andrew Hill,
Pulsallama,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Human League,
Albert Ayler,
The Fall,
Jandek,
Rod Modell,
Gong,
Rites of Spring,
Moss Icon,
Sight & Sound,
Accadde A,
H. Thieme,
Buzzcocks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skaos,
Silicon Teens,
Public Image Ltd.,
Al Stewart,
Aural Exciters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barry Ungar,
Flipper,
LL Cool J,
Stetsasonic,
Banda Bassotti,
Agitation Free,
Mo-Dettes,
Tim Buckley,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gap Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Jerry's Kids,
The Mojo Men,
The Beau Brummels,
The Knickerbockers,
Ohio Players,
The Gladiators,
Nick Fraelich,
Dark Day,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.