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 Norway and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 MC5 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Fugazi,
Shuggie Otis,
Henry Cow,
Black Flag,
Aloha Tigers,
OOIOO,
Eden Ahbez,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fugs,
China Crisis,
Sparks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pylon,
ABC,
Panda Bear,
Subhumans,
Ohio Players,
Alton Ellis,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Womack,
Black Moon,
Skriet,
DJ Style,
F. McDonald,
Roger Hodgson,
Judy Mowatt,
Piero Umiliani,
Ornette Coleman,
Fluxion,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bill Wells,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fear,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Normal,
Isaac Hayes,
Neu!,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ludus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dual Sessions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cluster,
Television Personalities,
John Cale,
Bang On A Can,
L. Decosne,
The Moody Blues,
K-Klass,
Matthew Bourne,
Pussy Galore,
The Motions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Tremeloes,
Nick Fraelich,
Max Romeo,
Crime,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.