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 Malawi and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minny Pops to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tubeway Army,
Marc Almond,
Cecil Taylor,
New Age Steppers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Laurel Aitken,
Boredoms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
cv313,
The Blackbyrds,
Public Enemy,
The Beau Brummels,
James White and The Blacks,
Morten Harket,
Interpol,
Clear Light,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lyres,
Matthew Halsall,
E-Dancer,
Can,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oblivians,
The Angels of Light,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Circle Jerks,
Grauzone,
The Cure,
kango's stein massive,
Dawn Penn,
Throbbing Gristle,
Terrestrial Tones,
David Axelrod,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-102,
the Swans,
Swell Maps,
Index,
DJ Sneak,
The Seeds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unrelated Segments,
Rod Modell,
Public Image Ltd.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Durutti Column,
The Gladiators,
Deepchord,
The Victims,
H. Thieme,
Idris Muhammad,
Steve Hackett,
ABC,
Outsiders,
Eurythmics,
Das Ding,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.