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 Malta and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Charles Mingus to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang of Four,
Arab on Radar,
Audionom,
The Velvet Underground,
The Names,
Index,
Ten City,
Country Teasers,
Jeff Mills,
The Misunderstood,
Aural Exciters,
Interpol,
Massinfluence,
Moby Grape,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Motions,
Clear Light,
Godley & Creme,
Radiohead,
Terrestrial Tones,
Michelle Simonal,
Oneida,
Morten Harket,
Swell Maps,
Ludus,
Bill Near,
Jandek,
Nick Fraelich,
Sun City Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Circle Jerks,
Gang Starr,
The Cramps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Germs,
Livin' Joy,
Glenn Branca,
Archie Shepp,
Barrington Levy,
Chrome,
Maleditus Sound,
Fela Kuti,
The Skatalites,
Magma,
Josef K,
The Vogues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rites of Spring,
Wally Richardson,
Simply Red,
Ronan,
Idris Muhammad,
EPMD,
Supertramp,
Inner City,
Aloha Tigers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rod Modell,
Underground Resistance,
L. Decosne,
Scientists,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.