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 Macedonia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Pus,
Swans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grey Daturas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Surgeon,
La Düsseldorf,
Crooked Eye,
Vainqueur,
John Foxx,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pole,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tom Boy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pylon,
Pierre Henry,
The Electric Prunes,
Sugar Minott,
Basic Channel,
The Slackers,
Siglo XX,
Don Cherry,
The Pretty Things,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kerri Chandler,
Cal Tjader,
Thee Headcoats,
Flipper,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rotary Connection,
The Martian,
Oneida,
Eddi Front,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ituana,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Golliwogs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Blackbyrds,
Colin Newman,
David Bowie,
Bang On A Can,
T.S.O.L.,
Bauhaus,
cv313,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
R.M.O.,
Skaos,
Bob Dylan,
Peter & Gordon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Procol Harum,
The Blues Magoos,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.