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 Fiji and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 X-102 to the rock 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock 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?
Drexciya,
The Gun Club,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Neu!,
Pet Shop Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Metal Thangz,
Mars,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gabor Szabo,
Chris Corsano,
Bang On A Can,
Amazonics,
Jeff Lynne,
La Düsseldorf,
Gregory Isaacs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rosa Yemen,
Ponytail,
Lower 48,
The Cowsills,
Reagan Youth,
Hashim,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Wyatt,
Avey Tare,
Brick,
Funky Four + One,
Von Mondo,
Don Cherry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Q and Not U,
Pere Ubu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Animal Collective,
Alison Limerick,
Fad Gadget,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
OOIOO,
The Buckinghams,
Yaz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sixth Finger,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Freddie Wadling,
The Monochrome Set,
Q65,
Visage,
Monolake,
Absolute Body Control,
The Count Five,
Babytalk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roger Hodgson,
Scan 7,
Pole,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed,
The Remains,
The Detroit Cobras,
H. Thieme,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.