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 Lesotho and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Woodstock and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Roger Hodgson to the jazz 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Sonics,
Amon Düül II,
Delon & Dalcan,
Country Teasers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chris & Cosey,
Alice Coltrane,
T. Rex,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bang On A Can,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Junior Murvin,
Eurythmics,
the Slits,
Easy Going,
CMW,
Cameo,
E-Dancer,
Todd Terry,
Magma,
Loose Ends,
Brand Nubian,
June Days,
Sam Rivers,
Malaria!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nas,
Massinfluence,
Crooked Eye,
The Blackbyrds,
Soulsonic Force,
Q65,
Vladislav Delay,
Heaven 17,
Porter Ricks,
Nils Olav,
Idris Muhammad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Move,
Simply Red,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Freddie Wadling,
Pole,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scrapy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Godley & Creme,
MC5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispian St. Peters,
Thompson Twins,
Erykah Badu,
Lower 48,
The Standells,
The Young Rascals,
Stiv Bators,
Neu!,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Organ,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.