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 Denmark and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron 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 Lower 48 to the dance 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
David Axelrod,
Josef K,
Rufus Thomas,
Shuggie Otis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Mills,
Babytalk,
Half Japanese,
The Five Americans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Donny Hathaway,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Bananas,
Khruangbin,
The Durutti Column,
Qualms,
E-Dancer,
Grey Daturas,
Gong,
Scratch Acid,
Eric Copeland,
a-ha,
Popol Vuh,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Standells,
the Soft Cell,
Soft Cell,
Flash Fearless,
kango's stein massive,
Faust,
New Order,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fugazi,
Siglo XX,
Second Layer,
The Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
D'Angelo,
Marmalade,
Gang Green,
Average White Band,
Animal Collective,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Flag,
Index,
Yaz,
The Remains,
Gang Starr,
Wasted Youth,
10cc,
Main Source,
The Index,
the Germs,
Al Stewart,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Henry Cow,
Alice Coltrane,
DJ Sneak,
Sonic Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.