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 Iceland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Mummies 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rufus Thomas,
The Searchers,
Bob Dylan,
Popol Vuh,
The Modern Lovers,
Vladislav Delay,
Cal Tjader,
Marcia Griffiths,
FM Einheit,
The Associates,
Pantaleimon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radio Birdman,
U.S. Maple,
Pulsallama,
Eyeless In Gaza,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rites of Spring,
The Residents,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Coltrane,
Leonard Cohen,
Ornette Coleman,
Technova,
Rakim,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
World's Most,
Barclay James Harvest,
Drive Like Jehu,
Chris & Cosey,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dawn Penn,
Boredoms,
Fear,
Livin' Joy,
MC5,
Harry Pussy,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
Peter and Kerry,
the Sonics,
Wally Richardson,
R.M.O.,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Vogues,
Cecil Taylor,
Au Pairs,
Roxy Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Flag,
Joey Negro,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sight & Sound,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.