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 Japan and from London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Tres Demented,
Gastr Del Sol,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Deakin,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Divine Comedy,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Sherman,
Connie Case,
Suburban Knight,
Talk Talk,
Das Ding,
Ossler,
The Grass Roots,
Bill Wells,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Monochrome Set,
Maurizio,
Dual Sessions,
Davy DMX,
Ultra Naté,
Gabor Szabo,
Cybotron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eli Mardock,
Unrelated Segments,
Jacob Miller,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Infiniti,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lightning Bolt,
Adolescents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Japan,
Underground Resistance,
Con Funk Shun,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slackers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tom Boy,
Bobby Womack,
Qualms,
Pet Shop Boys,
June of 44,
Tim Buckley,
Kevin Saunderson,
World's Most,
L. Decosne,
Ralphi Rosario,
48th St. Collective,
Godley & Creme,
Model 500,
Fatback Band,
Joe Smooth,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kool Moe Dee,
X-102,
Von Mondo,
Avey Tare,
Second Layer,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.