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 San Marino and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ituana to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Royal Trux,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Sherman,
Funky Four + One,
The American Breed,
Jacques Brel,
Rosa Yemen,
Ken Boothe,
Essential Logic,
Iggy Pop,
Max Romeo,
X-102,
Trumans Water,
Hot Snakes,
Kayak,
Television,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Pus,
Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
kango's stein massive,
Dawn Penn,
Con Funk Shun,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Spandau Ballet,
John Cale,
the Germs,
Au Pairs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Easy Going,
Cheater Slicks,
Wolf Eyes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Don Cherry,
Gabor Szabo,
The Human League,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sparks,
Bush Tetras,
Howard Jones,
Throbbing Gristle,
Derrick Morgan,
Nirvana,
Crime,
The Slits,
Soft Machine,
Vladislav Delay,
Hashim,
La Düsseldorf,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jacob Miller,
Dennis Brown,
Lucky Dragons,
Boz Scaggs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sam Rivers,
Half Japanese,
The Residents,
Talk Talk,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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