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 Armenia and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Eddi Front,
Stetsasonic,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Litter,
H. Thieme,
Juan Atkins,
Henry Cow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Slick Rick,
Aural Exciters,
Oblivians,
Glenn Branca,
Royal Trux,
Bob Dylan,
Sparks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cheater Slicks,
Arthur Verocai,
Liliput,
Stiv Bators,
Monolake,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Blake Baxter,
Easy Going,
Idris Muhammad,
Prince Buster,
Sexual Harrassment,
Funky Four + One,
Arab on Radar,
The Slits,
Lalo Schifrin,
Derrick Morgan,
Crash Course in Science,
The Slackers,
Qualms,
Al Stewart,
Steve Hackett,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Pus,
John Coltrane,
Stereo Dub,
Rosa Yemen,
Lower 48,
The Angels of Light,
Michelle Simonal,
Eric Copeland,
Radiopuhelimet,
Newcleus,
Grey Daturas,
The Moody Blues,
Jacob Miller,
The Offenders,
Unrelated Segments,
Tears for Fears,
the Association,
John Holt,
Siglo XX,
MDC,
Delta 5,
Matthew Bourne,
Bill Near,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.