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 Andorra and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Velvet Underground,
Shuggie Otis,
Warren Ellis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Zeros,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Pretty Things,
The Wake,
Byron Stingily,
Drexciya,
the Swans,
The Residents,
K-Klass,
The Star Department,
Masters at Work,
The Music Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
H. Thieme,
Bill Near,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Livin' Joy,
Nirvana,
Al Stewart,
Cecil Taylor,
Wings,
The Skatalites,
Tropical Tobacco,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sex Pistols,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ken Boothe,
Ituana,
Dennis Brown,
Josef K,
Soulsonic Force,
The Electric Prunes,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
Jacques Brel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Slick Rick,
Lou Christie,
Gang of Four,
R.M.O.,
Chrome,
Joe Finger,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Babytalk,
Magazine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.