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 Egypt and from Portland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 Last Poets to the punk 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Lightning Bolt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Bananas,
The Human League,
48th St. Collective,
Theoretical Girls,
The Trojans,
Cal Tjader,
Donny Hathaway,
Neu!,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gories,
The Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Y Pants,
This Heat,
ABC,
Liliput,
The Pop Group,
Man Parrish,
The Fortunes,
Schoolly D,
Alison Limerick,
X-102,
Dark Day,
The Fuzztones,
Black Sheep,
Todd Terry,
Marc Almond,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül II,
Patti Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Connie Case,
Subhumans,
Joe Smooth,
Funky Four + One,
Ice-T,
The Monochrome Set,
Talk Talk,
Hasil Adkins,
Los Fastidios,
Wolf Eyes,
Lucky Dragons,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Johnny Clarke,
Skaos,
The Moleskins,
Godley & Creme,
Gong,
Gastr Del Sol,
Janne Schatter,
Make Up,
The Fall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Starr,
ABBA,
Main Source,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Robert Hood,
Vainqueur,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.