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 Kazakhstan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Newcleus to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Skaos,
Wally Richardson,
Erasure,
Moss Icon,
The Remains,
Sandy B,
Graham Central Station,
Laurel Aitken,
X-Ray Spex,
Harmonia,
The Cure,
Excepter,
Wire,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Young Rascals,
Archie Shepp,
The Toasters,
10cc,
The Seeds,
Vainqueur,
Donald Byrd,
New Age Steppers,
Skriet,
The Buckinghams,
Black Flag,
Simply Red,
Buzzcocks,
Sun City Girls,
Banda Bassotti,
Schoolly D,
The Skatalites,
Bill Wells,
The Neon Judgement,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Pretty Things,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cecil Taylor,
Circle Jerks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Isaac Hayes,
Scott Walker,
The Gun Club,
Tropical Tobacco,
David McCallum,
Sam Rivers,
L. Decosne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fatback Band,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
cv313,
Althea and Donna,
kango's stein massive,
Mad Mike,
PIL,
Adolescents,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stereo Dub,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.