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 Jamaica and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Amon Düül II to the disco 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Wire,
D'Angelo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Colin Newman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Surgeon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Derrick Morgan,
Ronnie Foster,
Nik Kershaw,
These Immortal Souls,
Vainqueur,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fad Gadget,
Oneida,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Panda Bear,
The Gories,
Bob Dylan,
CMW,
Archie Shepp,
One Last Wish,
Yazoo,
Soul II Soul,
The Searchers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Reuben Wilson,
Pere Ubu,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed,
Warren Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
Arthur Verocai,
June of 44,
Joyce Sims,
Urselle,
Blancmange,
Stiv Bators,
Radio Birdman,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fortunes,
Dawn Penn,
Tomorrow,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jandek,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shuggie Otis,
Jawbox,
John Lydon,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
Minutemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül II,
Q65,
Ronan,
Can,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aloha Tigers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.