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 South Sudan and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Brothers Johnson to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Danielle Patucci,
Q65,
Arab on Radar,
Skaos,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Amon Düül II,
The Skatalites,
Minnie Riperton,
Lightning Bolt,
Sandy B,
Scratch Acid,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
U.S. Maple,
D'Angelo,
Al Stewart,
OOIOO,
The United States of America,
Delon & Dalcan,
T.S.O.L.,
Amon Düül,
Young Marble Giants,
The Index,
Peter & Gordon,
Khruangbin,
Ornette Coleman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magazine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Smooth,
Gabor Szabo,
The Offenders,
Erasure,
Crime,
Delta 5,
Josef K,
KRS-One,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Green,
The Fuzztones,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Christie,
Rhythm & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
X-101,
Iggy Pop,
Amazonics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gil Scott Heron,
Can,
E-Dancer,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bad Manners,
Quadrant,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.