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 Algeria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Quantec to the disco 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Easy Going,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Crooked Eye,
The Electric Prunes,
Hasil Adkins,
UT,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Raincoats,
The Birthday Party,
The Fugs,
Sound Behaviour,
The Wake,
The Cramps,
Symarip,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roxette,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris Corsano,
Pole,
The J.B.'s,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Walker Brothers,
LL Cool J,
The Star Department,
Funkadelic,
Nils Olav,
Young Marble Giants,
Anthony Braxton,
Minny Pops,
Wally Richardson,
Whodini,
the Sonics,
Skaos,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
A Certain Ratio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Drexciya,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Golliwogs,
K-Klass,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Oneida,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alice Coltrane,
Amazonics,
Nico,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The United States of America,
Supertramp,
Fluxion,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Soft Machine,
Moby Grape,
Duran Duran,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
MC5,
Aloha Tigers,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.