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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Nation of Ulysses to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Nick Fraelich,
Los Fastidios,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed,
Index,
Ten City,
Darondo,
Sam Rivers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yusef Lateef,
Wolf Eyes,
Amon Düül,
MDC,
The Cramps,
Grey Daturas,
Maleditus Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Trojans,
Arthur Verocai,
The Toasters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric Dolphy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gladiators,
Stiv Bators,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fuzztones,
Carl Craig,
The Doors,
The Offenders,
Donny Hathaway,
Jandek,
The Gap Band,
Country Teasers,
Barbara Tucker,
Dead Boys,
Average White Band,
The Human League,
Dawn Penn,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cure,
Infiniti,
Harmonia,
Organ,
Janne Schatter,
The Fall,
Q65,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slave,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Urselle,
The Evens,
Rufus Thomas,
UT,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roger Hodgson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sarah Menescal,
Ohio Players,
The Dirtbombs,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.