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 Slovakia and from Tokyo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
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 chamberlin 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 the Bar-Kays to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker,
The Zeros,
MC5,
Procol Harum,
K-Klass,
Franke,
The Beau Brummels,
The Litter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Christie,
Shuggie Otis,
The Real Kids,
Blancmange,
Rhythm & Sound,
Chris Corsano,
Jawbox,
Jacques Brel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
CMW,
Jeff Lynne,
Dead Boys,
In Retrospect,
Bill Near,
Ultravox,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ten City,
Model 500,
Circle Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Cymande,
Echospace,
Bob Dylan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Wally Richardson,
Althea and Donna,
Crash Course in Science,
Reagan Youth,
Severed Heads,
Gastr Del Sol,
A Certain Ratio,
Technova,
Agitation Free,
D'Angelo,
the Normal,
New Age Steppers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rapeman,
Jesper Dahlback,
David McCallum,
Minutemen,
Japan,
Eden Ahbez,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Barracudas,
Alton Ellis,
Idris Muhammad,
Unrelated Segments,
Maurizio,
Joey Negro,
Oblivians,
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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.