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 Kuwait and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rock 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Swans,
The Fugs,
The Knickerbockers,
Tres Demented,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ponytail,
The Velvet Underground,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young,
Bush Tetras,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Japan,
Public Enemy,
FM Einheit,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
MC5,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
David Axelrod,
Unwound,
Pulsallama,
Lyres,
Sister Nancy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Techniques,
The Birthday Party,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Smoke,
Roxette,
Susan Cadogan,
Freddie Wadling,
Lakeside,
Saccharine Trust,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dark Day,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Robert Wyatt,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wire,
Animal Collective,
Negative Approach,
Jeff Mills,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalann,
Maurizio,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Sound,
Zero Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Gladiators,
The Moleskins,
Jeff Lynne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tubeway Army,
Charles Mingus,
Flipper,
Schoolly D,
Interpol,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.