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 Indonesia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Moleskins to the crunk 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Hardrive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mark Hollis,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Green,
Black Bananas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Laurel Aitken,
Joe Finger,
Roger Hodgson,
Boz Scaggs,
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Goldenarms,
Bluetip,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
CMW,
Ultimate Spinach,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fluxion,
Lalann,
The Walker Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
Adolescents,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Darondo,
Clear Light,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soft Machine,
cv313,
Quadrant,
The Moleskins,
Al Stewart,
Radio Birdman,
Rod Modell,
Underground Resistance,
Stetsasonic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Angels of Light,
Ronnie Foster,
Lower 48,
Carl Craig,
The Fortunes,
Brick,
The Wake,
The J.B.'s,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Technova,
Altered Images,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Steve Hackett,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.