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 Macedonia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
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 spring reverb 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 Khruangbin to the rap 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
The Sound,
ABBA,
Colin Newman,
The Happenings,
Soft Cell,
New Age Steppers,
Mark Hollis,
Flash Fearless,
Aloha Tigers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smiths,
Second Layer,
Brothers Johnson,
Matthew Halsall,
Excepter,
Procol Harum,
The Blackbyrds,
Rotary Connection,
kango's stein massive,
Icehouse,
Bobby Byrd,
Marmalade,
Outsiders,
Sonic Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
Wasted Youth,
The Buckinghams,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gabor Szabo,
Kerri Chandler,
Zapp,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wally Richardson,
Brand Nubian,
The Slits,
Terrestrial Tones,
Swans,
Jandek,
Deadbeat,
Metal Thangz,
Ice-T,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fall,
David McCallum,
Faust,
D'Angelo,
Bluetip,
Eric B and Rakim,
Swell Maps,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lindisfarne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quando Quango,
The Mojo Men,
Deakin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Newcleus,
Janne Schatter,
Derrick May,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.