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 Nigeria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
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 güiro 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 Aural Exciters to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
AZ,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Charles Mingus,
Sandy B,
Donald Byrd,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roxette,
Brick,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
UT,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thee Headcoats,
Crispy Ambulance,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Zeros,
World's Most,
Brand Nubian,
Skarface,
LL Cool J,
The Doobie Brothers,
Neu!,
Mandrill,
Audionom,
Gang Green,
The Associates,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Last Poets,
Section 25,
Deadbeat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobby Sherman,
B.T. Express,
Basic Channel,
Jerry's Kids,
Sixth Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
Technova,
Radiohead,
Moby Grape,
The Remains,
Albert Ayler,
Zapp,
These Immortal Souls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Halsall,
8 Eyed Spy,
Radiopuhelimet,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Make Up,
The Smoke,
Hoover,
Malaria!,
Ultra Naté,
John Coltrane,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.