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 Niger and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Jandek to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Sällskapet,
Scratch Acid,
Roger Hodgson,
Television,
Camberwell Now,
the Sonics,
Roxy Music,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Heaven 17,
Lou Christie,
UT,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Slits,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Thompson Twins,
D'Angelo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agitation Free,
Kayak,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Y Pants,
Curtis Mayfield,
Make Up,
Pharoah Sanders,
Godley & Creme,
R.M.O.,
Boz Scaggs,
Interpol,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eurythmics,
Ossler,
Popol Vuh,
Average White Band,
Monks,
Robert Görl,
Wire,
Das Ding,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wally Richardson,
Excepter,
Peter & Gordon,
Ohio Players,
Deadbeat,
T.S.O.L.,
Hasil Adkins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Infiniti,
Aloha Tigers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
B.T. Express,
Josef K,
Chris Corsano,
Delon & Dalcan,
Talk Talk,
EPMD,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.