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 China and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cameo to the grunge 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Donald Byrd,
Jawbox,
The Modern Lovers,
Brand Nubian,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brass Construction,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Visage,
La Düsseldorf,
The Busters,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Christie,
Radiopuhelimet,
Peter and Kerry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Desert Stars,
Easy Going,
Delta 5,
Ronan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Black Dice,
The Five Americans,
Scott Walker,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Pop Group,
Symarip,
Model 500,
Susan Cadogan,
Eddi Front,
Lakeside,
The Count Five,
The J.B.'s,
Crispian St. Peters,
Soul II Soul,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wasted Youth,
Deakin,
Bronski Beat,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marmalade,
Cheater Slicks,
Rufus Thomas,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Sherman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Buzzcocks,
New Age Steppers,
Tubeway Army,
Warsaw,
Judy Mowatt,
Arab on Radar,
Oneida,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fela Kuti,
Au Pairs,
Fluxion,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.