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 Cambodia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nas,
EPMD,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sparks,
Quantec,
Moss Icon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tubeway Army,
Albert Ayler,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Isaac Hayes,
Cameo,
Warren Ellis,
Pulsallama,
Neil Young,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Electric Prunes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Zero Boys,
E-Dancer,
Patti Smith,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed,
Nico,
Bang On A Can,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Youth Brigade,
Supertramp,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Iggy Pop,
Schoolly D,
Mad Mike,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dave Gahan,
The Mummies,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barry Ungar,
The Skatalites,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeru the Damaja,
Roxy Music,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fire Engines,
The Blues Magoos,
Lower 48,
T.S.O.L.,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric Copeland,
Funkadelic,
Lightning Bolt,
Severed Heads,
DNA,
JFA,
Monolake,
Silicon Teens,
Rod Modell,
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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.