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 Panama and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Slits to the rock 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Rotary Connection,
Rekid,
Blake Baxter,
Q65,
Lakeside,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Misunderstood,
Anakelly,
The Martian,
Ohio Players,
Bush Tetras,
The Dirtbombs,
Joe Smooth,
CMW,
The American Breed,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter & Gordon,
Amon Düül,
The Leaves,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Niagra,
The Knickerbockers,
Deepchord,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rapeman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deakin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Magazine,
Minor Threat,
Buzzcocks,
The Mummies,
Bronski Beat,
The Fuzztones,
Au Pairs,
Albert Ayler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aural Exciters,
Easy Going,
Khruangbin,
Tim Buckley,
Parry Music,
Eli Mardock,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dawn Penn,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
MDC,
Rod Modell,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
Depeche Mode,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Maleditus Sound,
Barrington Levy,
Arcadia,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.