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 Egypt and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Dave Clark Five to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
The Sonics,
Soft Cell,
Aaron Thompson,
Joyce Sims,
The Busters,
Jeff Mills,
The Grass Roots,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fugs,
Marvin Gaye,
the Fania All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Symarip,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tomorrow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lyres,
Lungfish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Duran Duran,
the Association,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Funky Four + One,
Scion,
Cecil Taylor,
the Swans,
Drexciya,
Severed Heads,
Khruangbin,
Model 500,
Public Image Ltd.,
Monolake,
Nils Olav,
Black Bananas,
The Electric Prunes,
Easy Going,
Danielle Patucci,
Alice Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Donald Byrd,
DJ Sneak,
Yusef Lateef,
Kayak,
Ohio Players,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Martian,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nirvana,
The Techniques,
The Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fuzztones,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Prince Buster,
Pylon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.