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 Papua New Guinea and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Black Bananas to the grunge 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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Khruangbin,
Model 500,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Todd Rundgren,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Remains,
Cluster,
Toni Rubio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scientists,
Roger Hodgson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T. Rex,
Amazonics,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Sheep,
Gichy Dan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ultra Naté,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
KRS-One,
Boz Scaggs,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Agent Orange,
Hoover,
Carl Craig,
Lyres,
Pantaleimon,
Franke,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Shoche,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Q65,
Jacob Miller,
The New Christs,
Joyce Sims,
Hashim,
Jawbox,
Supertramp,
Tropical Tobacco,
Patti Smith,
Lou Christie,
Hot Snakes,
Black Pus,
The Fuzztones,
Panda Bear,
Babytalk,
Barbara Tucker,
Con Funk Shun,
Matthew Halsall,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.