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 Czech Republic and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Amon Düül II to the punk 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Malaria!,
Eli Mardock,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tommy Roe,
H. Thieme,
Leonard Cohen,
Skaos,
Metal Thangz,
Isaac Hayes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Easy Going,
FM Einheit,
Section 25,
Groovy Waters,
Khruangbin,
Minor Threat,
Crime,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Duran Duran,
Desert Stars,
Roxy Music,
Cecil Taylor,
Swans,
The Toasters,
Lindisfarne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Echospace,
The Techniques,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Curtis Mayfield,
Amon Düül,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Los Fastidios,
The Gun Club,
OOIOO,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jawbox,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Derrick Morgan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dawn Penn,
Barry Ungar,
Gong,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fire Engines,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
kango's stein massive,
Index,
The Moleskins,
The Tremeloes,
MC5,
Connie Case,
Sight & Sound,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.