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 Uruguay and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Loose Ends to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
Pierre Henry,
Black Sheep,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Young Rascals,
The Gladiators,
Ken Boothe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Reagan Youth,
Radio Birdman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Ituana,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Maleditus Sound,
Roxy Music,
X-Ray Spex,
Intrusion,
Vainqueur,
Swell Maps,
The Star Department,
Lungfish,
The Black Dice,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hardrive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Fraelich,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bauhaus,
The Sonics,
Average White Band,
The Evens,
kango's stein massive,
The Real Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Fluxion,
Main Source,
Eli Mardock,
Bang On A Can,
The Offenders,
Subhumans,
Sparks,
Goldenarms,
Alton Ellis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Suicide,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Pus,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang Green,
The Modern Lovers,
Negative Approach,
Angry Samoans,
Adolescents,
The Gun Club,
Rod Modell,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.