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 Canada and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Robert Wyatt to the funk 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Eden Ahbez,
Nirvana,
Country Teasers,
Can,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ponytail,
Amazonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Associates,
Agent Orange,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Connie Case,
Thee Headcoats,
Terry Callier,
Rotary Connection,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scion,
The Moleskins,
Grey Daturas,
Dark Day,
The Sonics,
Funky Four + One,
The Victims,
The Moody Blues,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skriet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Sherman,
The Doors,
DJ Sneak,
Neil Young,
Tommy Roe,
Soulsonic Force,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kaleidoscope,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Normal,
Little Man,
X-101,
Jeru the Damaja,
Royal Trux,
Avey Tare,
Angry Samoans,
Black Pus,
Lou Reed,
A Certain Ratio,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Arthur Verocai,
Ten City,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
Danielle Patucci,
The New Christs,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.