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 Liberia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Joyce Sims,
Camouflage,
Adolescents,
June of 44,
Robert Hood,
Sun Ra,
Country Teasers,
Warren Ellis,
Faraquet,
Joey Negro,
Peter and Kerry,
Hashim,
Black Sheep,
Ronnie Foster,
Deadbeat,
Section 25,
Mary Jane Girls,
Morten Harket,
Nils Olav,
The Music Machine,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun City Girls,
The Skatalites,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sam Rivers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rapeman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Reuben Wilson,
Rotary Connection,
Flash Fearless,
Index,
The Sound,
Bauhaus,
D'Angelo,
Sandy B,
Audionom,
Janne Schatter,
The Saints,
Amon Düül II,
Graham Central Station,
Rufus Thomas,
Silicon Teens,
The Neon Judgement,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Trumans Water,
Visage,
Aural Exciters,
Eve St. Jones,
Average White Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Toni Rubio,
Symarip,
Tim Buckley,
Stiv Bators,
the Association,
Sex Pistols,
Erykah Badu,
Spandau Ballet,
Yellowson,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch 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.