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 Marshall Islands and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobby Womack to the dance 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 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 New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
David Axelrod,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rites of Spring,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Angels of Light,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Monochrome Set,
The Residents,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scan 7,
Kayak,
Essential Logic,
Pulsallama,
Lou Christie,
Delta 5,
David Bowie,
Schoolly D,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Connie Case,
Maurizio,
Lower 48,
Q65,
Electric Light Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
Marc Almond,
The Beau Brummels,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Darondo,
Crash Course in Science,
Archie Shepp,
Sight & Sound,
The Busters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare,
Gichy Dan,
Bad Manners,
CMW,
Johnny Clarke,
Lindisfarne,
Kaleidoscope,
The Saints,
Anthony Braxton,
U.S. Maple,
Eli Mardock,
The Cramps,
Intrusion,
Nirvana,
The Moody Blues,
Erykah Badu,
Alice Coltrane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Sherman,
Los Fastidios,
The Associates,
Duran Duran,
48th St. Collective,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Todd Rundgren,
Rotary Connection,
Byron Stingily,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.