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 Andorra and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Nico,
kango's stein massive,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ten City,
Ponytail,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Blackbyrds,
Loose Ends,
Derrick Morgan,
The Sonics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sandy B,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
China Crisis,
Ronnie Foster,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Stereo Dub,
Frankie Knuckles,
F. McDonald,
Joy Division,
Brothers Johnson,
Glambeats Corp.,
This Heat,
The Fall,
June of 44,
Mandrill,
Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
The Gap Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bluetip,
Tim Buckley,
Das Ding,
Mark Hollis,
The Index,
Boogie Down Productions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Offenders,
Pylon,
June Days,
Flamin' Groovies,
Godley & Creme,
Trumans Water,
La Düsseldorf,
Wolf Eyes,
Massinfluence,
Gang of Four,
Oneida,
Average White Band,
Camberwell Now,
Lindisfarne,
the Association,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
The Fortunes,
Fugazi,
Buzzcocks,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.