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 Switzerland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 The Cowsills to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Arcadia,
the Bar-Kays,
Das Ding,
the Germs,
David Axelrod,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cheater Slicks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
CMW,
Agitation Free,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James White and The Blacks,
Barry Ungar,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scratch Acid,
The Techniques,
Talk Talk,
The Happenings,
Bobby Sherman,
Tubeway Army,
Hoover,
Sun Ra,
Glambeats Corp.,
These Immortal Souls,
Japan,
The Cowsills,
Grauzone,
The Gladiators,
Dennis Brown,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nils Olav,
Crime,
China Crisis,
D'Angelo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Technova,
Bang On A Can,
The Leaves,
Half Japanese,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Trojans,
The Dirtbombs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Coltrane,
Michelle Simonal,
Los Fastidios,
Excepter,
Barbara Tucker,
Lindisfarne,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Halsall,
The Pretty Things,
Lou Christie,
Drive Like Jehu,
DJ Sneak,
Symarip,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.