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 Sierra Leone and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The United States of America to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Wally Richardson,
The Electric Prunes,
Wings,
Supertramp,
Alphaville,
Lebanon Hanover,
Smog,
Mo-Dettes,
The Standells,
Heaven 17,
Monolake,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Inner City,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Average White Band,
The Music Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Darondo,
Massinfluence,
Rapeman,
Barrington Levy,
The Black Dice,
The Residents,
Gichy Dan,
Newcleus,
CMW,
Scion,
Sarah Menescal,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Motorama,
Leonard Cohen,
Patti Smith,
The Remains,
Marmalade,
Pagans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Thompson Twins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eli Mardock,
Japan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Wake,
Dual Sessions,
Blake Baxter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Soft Machine,
Los Fastidios,
The Tremeloes,
Mandrill,
Robert Görl,
Al Stewart,
Eurythmics,
the Sonics,
Scott Walker,
The Toasters,
Aural Exciters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lungfish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.