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 Senegal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar 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 OOIOO to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
This Heat,
Bang On A Can,
The Searchers,
The Fortunes,
Whodini,
kango's stein massive,
Ralphi Rosario,
cv313,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Standells,
Ice-T,
Bill Wells,
Jandek,
Basic Channel,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Michelle Simonal,
Roger Hodgson,
Moebius,
Eden Ahbez,
Echospace,
Q and Not U,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Outsiders,
Parry Music,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hardrive,
Laurel Aitken,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eric Copeland,
Magma,
The Victims,
Reagan Youth,
Don Cherry,
Arthur Verocai,
Donald Byrd,
Alphaville,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dawn Penn,
Bluetip,
Bootsy Collins,
Dave Gahan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Goldenarms,
Toni Rubio,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bush Tetras,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The J.B.'s,
New Order,
Derrick May,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Warren Ellis,
Aloha Tigers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Angels of Light,
Robert Hood,
Godley & Creme,
Peter & Gordon,
The Durutti Column,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.