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 Colombia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ossler to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
World's Most,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anakelly,
Masters at Work,
Dennis Brown,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Deadbeat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Surgeon,
The Fugs,
Sonic Youth,
Chrome,
The Birthday Party,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
OOIOO,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Morten Harket,
Johnny Osbourne,
Max Romeo,
Skriet,
Drexciya,
Cal Tjader,
Nico,
The Slackers,
Das Ding,
Nation of Ulysses,
Beasts of Bourbon,
CMW,
Bootsy Collins,
Kurtis Blow,
The Cramps,
Animal Collective,
Toni Rubio,
Ossler,
This Heat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eric Dolphy,
Boredoms,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pantaleimon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Warsaw,
The Buckinghams,
Soul II Soul,
Mars,
Harry Pussy,
Funkadelic,
Youth Brigade,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Motions,
Black Moon,
The Monochrome Set,
Faraquet,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.