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 United States 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Silicon Teens to the grunge 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Make Up,
Franke,
AZ,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Byrd,
Neu!,
Urselle,
Echospace,
U.S. Maple,
Gichy Dan,
Rekid,
L. Decosne,
OOIOO,
Suburban Knight,
Minny Pops,
Barry Ungar,
Newcleus,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gories,
Eddi Front,
Tommy Roe,
Alphaville,
Q and Not U,
Boogie Down Productions,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeff Mills,
Infiniti,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bauhaus,
X-101,
Lalann,
The Leaves,
Lungfish,
Saccharine Trust,
Sex Pistols,
Sound Behaviour,
the Germs,
MDC,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Move,
Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funky Four + One,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
In Retrospect,
Country Teasers,
Anthony Braxton,
Rotary Connection,
Ohio Players,
Mission of Burma,
Average White Band,
The Searchers,
Soft Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Charles Mingus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.