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 Cyprus and from Delhi.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lee Hazlewood to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Rites of Spring,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pagans,
EPMD,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Almond,
The Velvet Underground,
Siglo XX,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Copeland,
The Selecter,
Arcadia,
Banda Bassotti,
Steve Hackett,
Goldenarms,
Freddie Wadling,
Mad Mike,
Althea and Donna,
Ultra Naté,
Gang Starr,
Idris Muhammad,
This Heat,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cymande,
Blancmange,
Soulsonic Force,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kayak,
Tomorrow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Desert Stars,
Johnny Osbourne,
Von Mondo,
Peter & Gordon,
Quantec,
Tommy Roe,
Robert Görl,
Cecil Taylor,
The Moleskins,
Joe Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
Intrusion,
Lakeside,
The Black Dice,
Joensuu 1685,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hoover,
Gichy Dan,
Liliput,
Aaron Thompson,
Warsaw,
Tom Boy,
Patti Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.