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 Latvia and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gerry Rafferty 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Icehouse,
Sex Pistols,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mandrill,
The Trojans,
The Birthday Party,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Duran Duran,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nick Fraelich,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Spoonie Gee,
Boredoms,
Trumans Water,
The Velvet Underground,
The Smiths,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hardrive,
New Order,
Nation of Ulysses,
Juan Atkins,
Sarah Menescal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alphaville,
Danielle Patucci,
The Durutti Column,
Ten City,
Alison Limerick,
Fad Gadget,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Pus,
Motorama,
Thompson Twins,
Andrew Hill,
Nico,
Jacques Brel,
The Golliwogs,
Dead Boys,
Drive Like Jehu,
CMW,
Index,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Urselle,
Mars,
Television Personalities,
X-Ray Spex,
The Pretty Things,
Man Parrish,
Zero Boys,
The Index,
the Association,
Cal Tjader,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric Copeland,
Idris Muhammad,
Con Funk Shun,
Newcleus,
The Litter,
The Blackbyrds,
Fatback Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Archie Shepp,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.