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 Suriname and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Groovy Waters to the rock 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Gong,
The Young Rascals,
Jacob Miller,
Vainqueur,
Brand Nubian,
Neil Young,
Lindisfarne,
CMW,
The Gun Club,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moby Grape,
Con Funk Shun,
Masters at Work,
Traffic Nightmare,
Slick Rick,
Skaos,
DJ Sneak,
Bang On A Can,
Eddi Front,
Pantytec,
The Stooges,
Newcleus,
Archie Shepp,
The Doors,
Lucky Dragons,
The Velvet Underground,
Albert Ayler,
Marc Almond,
Robert Hood,
Wire,
The Dead C,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ludus,
The Gladiators,
Silicon Teens,
Rod Modell,
Symarip,
Tomorrow,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jeff Mills,
Outsiders,
the Slits,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yazoo,
Television,
Henry Cow,
Prince Buster,
Lou Christie,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Suicide,
Scrapy,
The J.B.'s,
Terry Callier,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Byrd,
Ultravox,
Joe Smooth,
Blancmange,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.