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 Antigua and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Amon Düül 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Absolute Body Control,
Graham Central Station,
Janne Schatter,
Stereo Dub,
Tommy Roe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sam Rivers,
the Sonics,
Ultravox,
Liliput,
Black Moon,
Slick Rick,
Metal Thangz,
Bootsy Collins,
Josef K,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mummies,
The United States of America,
Patti Smith,
Pantaleimon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lightning Bolt,
Deepchord,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Litter,
the Slits,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Raincoats,
Neu!,
Althea and Donna,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flipper,
The Birthday Party,
Ludus,
Anthony Braxton,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Teasers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Christie,
Von Mondo,
Gichy Dan,
Scott Walker,
Vladislav Delay,
KRS-One,
Matthew Halsall,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Half Japanese,
The Standells,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cheater Slicks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quantec,
Fear,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.