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 Laos and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 These Immortal Souls to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neil Young,
Gabor Szabo,
The Move,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
Freddie Wadling,
Animal Collective,
Icehouse,
Ice-T,
Ultravox,
Joey Negro,
FM Einheit,
Chris & Cosey,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barrington Levy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jandek,
kango's stein massive,
The Doors,
Don Cherry,
Kayak,
Maleditus Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Happenings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mighty Diamonds,
CMW,
The Count Five,
Quando Quango,
Roger Hodgson,
These Immortal Souls,
The Detroit Cobras,
World's Most,
ABBA,
Yellowson,
Howard Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jawbox,
Chris Corsano,
The Blackbyrds,
Funky Four + One,
Flash Fearless,
Shuggie Otis,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal,
The Buckinghams,
R.M.O.,
Fluxion,
Isaac Hayes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Malaria!,
Slick Rick,
The Monks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jeru the Damaja,
EPMD,
Nirvana,
The Star Department,
Fatback Band,
Gong,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.