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 Cameroon and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Shadows of Knight to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
cv313,
Ornette Coleman,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Deepchord,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
OOIOO,
Mission of Burma,
Inner City,
Eric Dolphy,
Das Ding,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Japan,
The Searchers,
The Associates,
Electric Prunes,
Stetsasonic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Godley & Creme,
Morten Harket,
Donny Hathaway,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Public Image Ltd.,
David Axelrod,
In Retrospect,
Can,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Wake,
Intrusion,
Jacques Brel,
Maurizio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jacob Miller,
Los Fastidios,
Minny Pops,
Barry Ungar,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alison Limerick,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Faust,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick Morgan,
The Golliwogs,
Moebius,
Chris Corsano,
Wasted Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hoover,
The Electric Prunes,
Mantronix,
The Kinks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Newcleus,
Guru Guru,
Television Personalities,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Pretty Things,
Quantec,
Fear,
Howard Jones,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.