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 Haiti and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Supertramp to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Erykah Badu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Moon,
Pantytec,
John Coltrane,
Visage,
Wolf Eyes,
Make Up,
The Litter,
Cecil Taylor,
Kurtis Blow,
The Monochrome Set,
Joensuu 1685,
The Associates,
Cluster,
Bill Wells,
Delta 5,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gun Club,
Warren Ellis,
Mr. Review,
John Foxx,
Unrelated Segments,
Basic Channel,
Minnie Riperton,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Parry Music,
Vladislav Delay,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scratch Acid,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barclay James Harvest,
cv313,
JFA,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Todd Terry,
Reagan Youth,
The J.B.'s,
The Golliwogs,
Desert Stars,
Bootsy Collins,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Japan,
Marine Girls,
Bill Near,
Amon Düül II,
Black Pus,
John Holt,
Dead Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Monks,
Angry Samoans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sun Ra,
Trumans Water,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Smog,
Bronski Beat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.