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 Lithuania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Girls At Our Best! to the techno 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-Ray Spex,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kas Product,
Drexciya,
Popol Vuh,
Minnie Riperton,
The Pop Group,
Barbara Tucker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Television,
the Human League,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Max Romeo,
Soft Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Sonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lindisfarne,
Dawn Penn,
Peter and Kerry,
Monks,
Silicon Teens,
Isaac Hayes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Black Dice,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Make Up,
Country Teasers,
Eddi Front,
Pantaleimon,
Chrome,
The United States of America,
Funky Four + One,
Donny Hathaway,
Junior Murvin,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marine Girls,
Accadde A,
Symarip,
Lightning Bolt,
FM Einheit,
John Cale,
Circle Jerks,
The Searchers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bill Near,
Banda Bassotti,
The Buckinghams,
Gabor Szabo,
Masters at Work,
T. Rex,
Pantytec,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.