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 Argentina and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Motorama to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Grey Daturas,
Eden Ahbez,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jimmy McGriff,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Newcleus,
John Holt,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Residents,
The Vogues,
The American Breed,
Faust,
Nirvana,
Fear,
Cameo,
Swans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Pretty Things,
Andrew Hill,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
PIL,
Theoretical Girls,
Neil Young,
Vainqueur,
Chris Corsano,
Camouflage,
A Certain Ratio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dave Gahan,
Average White Band,
The Golliwogs,
Toni Rubio,
Judy Mowatt,
The Martian,
Moebius,
Roxy Music,
Brass Construction,
Patti Smith,
Black Flag,
John Coltrane,
Dead Boys,
The Birthday Party,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
cv313,
Cheater Slicks,
Jandek,
Gong,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Star Department,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rosa Yemen,
This Heat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Erykah Badu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Deakin,
ABC,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Essential Logic,
Aswad,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.