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 Bolivia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grunge 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Surgeon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Television Personalities,
The Offenders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Loose Ends,
Anakelly,
John Holt,
Rekid,
Heaven 17,
Bill Near,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick May,
The Count Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Bang On A Can,
Al Stewart,
Brass Construction,
Ice-T,
The Move,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stetsasonic,
Eli Mardock,
The Moleskins,
Desert Stars,
Sparks,
Aswad,
The Smoke,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minor Threat,
Second Layer,
Sun Ra,
Donny Hathaway,
World's Most,
Blake Baxter,
CMW,
Cybotron,
the Association,
Johnny Osbourne,
Toni Rubio,
The Zeros,
the Germs,
Accadde A,
Cluster,
Lyres,
Robert Görl,
Joey Negro,
Little Man,
New Order,
The Shadows of Knight,
Danielle Patucci,
The Doors,
Deakin,
Funkadelic,
The Skatalites,
Letta Mbulu,
Chris Corsano,
Lucky Dragons,
Joy Division,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.