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 Lesotho and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Brothers Johnson to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Colin Newman,
Flipper,
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Halsall,
the Sonics,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Altered Images,
Lou Christie,
Radiohead,
New Age Steppers,
David McCallum,
Joe Smooth,
Liliput,
Matthew Bourne,
Underground Resistance,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang of Four,
Kayak,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Duran Duran,
These Immortal Souls,
Roxette,
Marvin Gaye,
Outsiders,
Sex Pistols,
Pagans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
a-ha,
Con Funk Shun,
John Cale,
Chrome,
Joyce Sims,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eric Dolphy,
Byron Stingily,
X-102,
Echospace,
Qualms,
The Offenders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Letta Mbulu,
Rekid,
The Fall,
Mary Jane Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Neon Judgement,
Spandau Ballet,
Crash Course in Science,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mantronix,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Misunderstood,
Eve St. Jones,
Intrusion,
Infiniti,
Leonard Cohen,
The Grass Roots,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.