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 Georgia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator 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 Index to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Invisible,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
The Techniques,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ossler,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Absolute Body Control,
Model 500,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Surgeon,
The Birthday Party,
Mr. Review,
Livin' Joy,
Man Parrish,
Archie Shepp,
The Fortunes,
Goldenarms,
Clear Light,
Q and Not U,
Joensuu 1685,
Crooked Eye,
The Red Krayola,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lungfish,
Massinfluence,
Gabor Szabo,
Yusef Lateef,
Monks,
Mark Hollis,
Darondo,
The Gun Club,
Nik Kershaw,
Arab on Radar,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dennis Brown,
Joy Division,
Eve St. Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Smoke,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ituana,
Underground Resistance,
The Fuzztones,
Gichy Dan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grauzone,
Al Stewart,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brand Nubian,
Spoonie Gee,
Jerry's Kids,
Pulsallama,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.