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 Beijing.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Maurizio to the electroclash 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Johnny Osbourne,
JFA,
Mars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yazoo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quadrant,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eric Copeland,
Parry Music,
Franke,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ronnie Foster,
The Associates,
Y Pants,
Organ,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nico,
Lungfish,
The Monochrome Set,
Sarah Menescal,
Pulsallama,
Eric B and Rakim,
Motorama,
A Certain Ratio,
Joe Smooth,
the Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amon Düül,
Panda Bear,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Michelle Simonal,
Echospace,
The Motions,
Symarip,
Freddie Wadling,
The Pop Group,
Scott Walker,
the Fania All-Stars,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiohead,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Harmonia,
Jimmy McGriff,
The United States of America,
Johnny Clarke,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Section 25,
Terry Callier,
The Cramps,
Ossler,
Dawn Penn,
Warren Ellis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.