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 Switzerland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scott Walker to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Unwound,
Minnie Riperton,
Eve St. Jones,
Monolake,
The Barracudas,
Grey Daturas,
the Human League,
Wally Richardson,
Adolescents,
The American Breed,
Soft Cell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roger Hodgson,
Amon Düül,
Siglo XX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eric B and Rakim,
Essential Logic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Section 25,
The Grass Roots,
X-101,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sonic Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Accadde A,
Joe Smooth,
Chris Corsano,
Whodini,
Nirvana,
Kerrie Biddell,
Intrusion,
Ice-T,
Joey Negro,
Pet Shop Boys,
Darondo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cecil Taylor,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Christie,
Albert Ayler,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Janne Schatter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Raincoats,
Johnny Clarke,
Delta 5,
New Order,
Minor Threat,
Arcadia,
The Slackers,
Piero Umiliani,
The Buckinghams,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.