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 Denmark and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 the Normal to the jazz 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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Average White Band,
The Smoke,
Deepchord,
Marmalade,
Ohio Players,
Morten Harket,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Barracudas,
The Skatalites,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
The Sound,
Q and Not U,
The Flesh Eaters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Index,
Monks,
The Litter,
Man Eating Sloth,
Terry Callier,
David Axelrod,
Unrelated Segments,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blancmange,
Davy DMX,
U.S. Maple,
Stetsasonic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mantronix,
Ornette Coleman,
Slave,
Johnny Osbourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skaos,
Todd Terry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anthony Braxton,
Yaz,
AZ,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Talk Talk,
Bronski Beat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Janne Schatter,
Section 25,
The Invisible,
Clear Light,
Bill Wells,
Circle Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jandek,
Ken Boothe,
Oneida,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.