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 Korea North and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cramps to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Eurythmics,
Flash Fearless,
Soul II Soul,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Human League,
Adolescents,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Darondo,
Gichy Dan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dead Boys,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Martian,
10cc,
Rapeman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Hot Snakes,
Cluster,
The Toasters,
In Retrospect,
Alice Coltrane,
The Count Five,
JFA,
Alton Ellis,
Yellowson,
Thompson Twins,
The Star Department,
Outsiders,
Dual Sessions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
K-Klass,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jerry's Kids,
Organ,
Don Cherry,
Supertramp,
The Selecter,
Young Marble Giants,
Prince Buster,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Evens,
The Trojans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Archie Shepp,
Con Funk Shun,
The Tremeloes,
Thee Headcoats,
Moebius,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Infiniti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Associates,
The Moleskins,
Los Fastidios,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The New Christs,
Y Pants,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.