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 Ukraine and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the electroclash 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
AZ,
The Slackers,
Monks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tears for Fears,
John Coltrane,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Electric Prunes,
Fat Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Mark Hollis,
Roger Hodgson,
Pylon,
The Zeros,
Zero Boys,
Supertramp,
Tomorrow,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Minnie Riperton,
Livin' Joy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joe Finger,
Country Teasers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deadbeat,
Rosa Yemen,
Eurythmics,
Bobby Womack,
The Real Kids,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Todd Rundgren,
Brand Nubian,
Davy DMX,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The J.B.'s,
John Lydon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joey Negro,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Adolescents,
LL Cool J,
Gil Scott Heron,
Carl Craig,
The Standells,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Amon Düül II,
Popol Vuh,
Darondo,
The Selecter,
the Normal,
The Fuzztones,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sixth Finger,
The Seeds,
Arthur Verocai,
Nas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.