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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Connie Case to the jazz 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Public Enemy,
Can,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arcadia,
Amon Düül II,
Franke,
Eurythmics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Thompson Twins,
Grey Daturas,
Infiniti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sight & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Tremeloes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
R.M.O.,
Sam Rivers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Sonics,
Darondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Avey Tare,
Television Personalities,
Scratch Acid,
Black Flag,
Cymande,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Remains,
Country Teasers,
Wolf Eyes,
The Divine Comedy,
Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
Urselle,
Maleditus Sound,
Cameo,
Das Ding,
Neu!,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Warsaw,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Pretty Things,
Ossler,
Hot Snakes,
Janne Schatter,
Gong,
Matthew Bourne,
The Electric Prunes,
Aural Exciters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fugazi,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Green,
T. Rex,
E-Dancer,
PIL,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.