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 Taiwan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 June of 44 to the techno 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nirvana,
Qualms,
Funkadelic,
CMW,
The Young Rascals,
Gabor Szabo,
Gong,
The Wake,
Schoolly D,
Dennis Brown,
The Last Poets,
The Buckinghams,
Robert Wyatt,
Hot Snakes,
The Vogues,
Fear,
Camouflage,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Underground Resistance,
Deepchord,
K-Klass,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tres Demented,
Hashim,
Zero Boys,
The Moleskins,
LL Cool J,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sarah Menescal,
Quantec,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Martian,
Rod Modell,
Idris Muhammad,
Wolf Eyes,
Pylon,
Easy Going,
Iggy Pop,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nik Kershaw,
Alison Limerick,
Crash Course in Science,
The Electric Prunes,
Heaven 17,
Inner City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Blossom Toes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quando Quango,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Saccharine Trust,
Funky Four + One,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The United States of America,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
Oneida,
Bush Tetras,
Masters at Work,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.