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 Portland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Warsaw to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Grauzone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rufus Thomas,
The Misunderstood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Letta Mbulu,
Brothers Johnson,
Steve Hackett,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
X-102,
Curtis Mayfield,
Neu!,
The Velvet Underground,
Lakeside,
The Black Dice,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Derrick May,
Stiv Bators,
The Leaves,
Half Japanese,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Moleskins,
Yusef Lateef,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Livin' Joy,
X-101,
Marvin Gaye,
AZ,
The Associates,
Aswad,
Oblivians,
Lee Hazlewood,
Smog,
Howard Jones,
The Real Kids,
Ossler,
X-Ray Spex,
Skarface,
Sonic Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
Easy Going,
Ultravox,
Terrestrial Tones,
David McCallum,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brass Construction,
Gang Starr,
Boz Scaggs,
Mr. Review,
Idris Muhammad,
Sun City Girls,
Zapp,
Ten City,
Bush Tetras,
The Dead C,
Warren Ellis,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.