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 Cameroon and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Nico to the techno 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
These Immortal Souls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Johnny Osbourne,
Juan Atkins,
The Young Rascals,
Average White Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
Jandek,
Can,
Unrelated Segments,
Arcadia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Aswad,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Reagan Youth,
Carl Craig,
Al Stewart,
Eddi Front,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gong,
Warren Ellis,
Massinfluence,
Erykah Badu,
Amon Düül,
Whodini,
Peter and Kerry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Index,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pulsallama,
Flamin' Groovies,
Procol Harum,
Arab on Radar,
Robert Wyatt,
Mandrill,
Harry Pussy,
Fat Boys,
The Trojans,
the Association,
Fluxion,
The Human League,
Angry Samoans,
Los Fastidios,
Wasted Youth,
Technova,
DNA,
Thompson Twins,
The Skatalites,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
Marine Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Supertramp,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.