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 Nauru and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Accra.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 ABC to the techno 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection 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?
Sexual Harrassment,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mars,
Kayak,
Bobby Byrd,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
Reagan Youth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Q and Not U,
Ituana,
Lungfish,
Joy Division,
Barry Ungar,
Slave,
Gong,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gastr Del Sol,
Amon Düül II,
The Litter,
Soft Machine,
Roger Hodgson,
Underground Resistance,
The Doobie Brothers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tres Demented,
The Modern Lovers,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Swans,
Ten City,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jawbox,
Rosa Yemen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Quadrant,
Duran Duran,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Easy Going,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Idris Muhammad,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sandy B,
Arthur Verocai,
Robert Görl,
Marmalade,
Archie Shepp,
Parry Music,
Agent Orange,
Porter Ricks,
Heaven 17,
Rotary Connection,
Altered Images,
U.S. Maple,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.