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 Sri Lanka and from London.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 The Barracudas to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Peter and Kerry,
Warren Ellis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gories,
Colin Newman,
Connie Case,
The Walker Brothers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gil Scott Heron,
EPMD,
Country Teasers,
The Techniques,
Gang Gang Dance,
Model 500,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Isaac Hayes,
Silicon Teens,
The Wake,
The Blackbyrds,
Sonic Youth,
Bobby Womack,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Pus,
Piero Umiliani,
kango's stein massive,
Skarface,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Buzzcocks,
Harmonia,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Zapp,
Metal Thangz,
The United States of America,
Radio Birdman,
Spoonie Gee,
Procol Harum,
Ultimate Spinach,
Unwound,
Derrick Morgan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sun Ra,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Remains,
Harpers Bizarre,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Searchers,
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blake Baxter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Knickerbockers,
Radiohead,
New York Dolls,
Dark Day,
The Grass Roots,
The Associates,
The Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.