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 Burkina and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Reuben Wilson to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joey Negro,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Newcleus,
The Dead C,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vladislav Delay,
Byron Stingily,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
June of 44,
Hashim,
Black Pus,
Lightning Bolt,
Dennis Brown,
Ponytail,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Infiniti,
Tears for Fears,
The Techniques,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jandek,
Joe Smooth,
Mark Hollis,
These Immortal Souls,
Minutemen,
New Order,
Simply Red,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rotary Connection,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lower 48,
Crime,
Eden Ahbez,
Deadbeat,
June Days,
Robert Wyatt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Flesh Eaters,
10cc,
Visage,
Scan 7,
Second Layer,
Nas,
Gabor Szabo,
Das Ding,
The American Breed,
Warren Ellis,
The Index,
Trumans Water,
Quantec,
Girls At Our Best!,
Accadde A,
Pulsallama,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fatback Band,
Duran Duran,
Lou Christie,
Silicon Teens,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.