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 Paraguay and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 Half Japanese to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Ronan,
Wolf Eyes,
Quantec,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vainqueur,
Radiohead,
10cc,
X-Ray Spex,
MC5,
Banda Bassotti,
The Names,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Excepter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heaven 17,
Colin Newman,
cv313,
48th St. Collective,
Pussy Galore,
These Immortal Souls,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
UT,
The Pretty Things,
Funky Four + One,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jandek,
Black Sheep,
Aaron Thompson,
Minny Pops,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Womack,
Accadde A,
Procol Harum,
Supertramp,
Average White Band,
Circle Jerks,
Rod Modell,
Bluetip,
The Techniques,
The Grass Roots,
Grey Daturas,
Blake Baxter,
Au Pairs,
Youth Brigade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Harry Pussy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Susan Cadogan,
Boredoms,
Marc Almond,
Niagra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
In Retrospect,
Kurtis Blow,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Swans,
Arab on Radar,
Al Stewart,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.