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 Mexico and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Index to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Trumans Water,
D'Angelo,
The Toasters,
Alison Limerick,
Television Personalities,
One Last Wish,
Easy Going,
Amazonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Agitation Free,
Accadde A,
Mary Jane Girls,
The J.B.'s,
Agent Orange,
Guru Guru,
The Red Krayola,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Circle Jerks,
Gabor Szabo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pulsallama,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Vogues,
Eden Ahbez,
Tres Demented,
The Fuzztones,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rhythm & Sound,
Mad Mike,
The Moody Blues,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scratch Acid,
Harpers Bizarre,
World's Most,
Groovy Waters,
Cameo,
Scan 7,
Duran Duran,
Sound Behaviour,
The Litter,
Tubeway Army,
Aloha Tigers,
the Swans,
Toni Rubio,
Absolute Body Control,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Blues Magoos,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Buckinghams,
Von Mondo,
Peter and Kerry,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.