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 Bolivia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Brick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eric Dolphy,
Yellowson,
The Cramps,
Sugar Minott,
Lucky Dragons,
Piero Umiliani,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Star Department,
Sister Nancy,
Mars,
Panda Bear,
Pet Shop Boys,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tim Buckley,
The Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Deakin,
Derrick May,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Halsall,
Nils Olav,
Eric Copeland,
Black Flag,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marc Almond,
The Buckinghams,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cluster,
The Golliwogs,
The Monochrome Set,
Liliput,
Neil Young,
Interpol,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Names,
Darondo,
The Blues Magoos,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeff Lynne,
Porter Ricks,
The Evens,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
This Heat,
Rotary Connection,
The Fall,
F. McDonald,
48th St. Collective,
The Move,
Derrick Morgan,
The Zeros,
OOIOO,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lower 48,
Moebius,
David Axelrod,
Skaos,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.