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 Ukraine and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 D'Angelo to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Ludus,
Television Personalities,
Rosa Yemen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Doors,
A Certain Ratio,
T. Rex,
Eli Mardock,
Agent Orange,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brick,
Amon Düül,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Sonics,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dead C,
Spandau Ballet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tres Demented,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vainqueur,
Joey Negro,
Marine Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sarah Menescal,
Second Layer,
The Seeds,
Neu!,
Soft Machine,
Quando Quango,
OOIOO,
The Motions,
Sixth Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Angels of Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Colin Newman,
Nico,
Bobby Womack,
The Slits,
Pantytec,
One Last Wish,
Monolake,
Tomorrow,
Mars,
Eve St. Jones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Toasters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Invisible,
the Swans,
Janne Schatter,
Pere Ubu,
The Moleskins,
Massinfluence,
Neil Young,
cv313,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.