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 Algeria and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the disco 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Eden Ahbez,
Marmalade,
The Neon Judgement,
Gerry Rafferty,
cv313,
The Misunderstood,
The Mojo Men,
Bill Near,
Television Personalities,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soft Cell,
Sun Ra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sam Rivers,
Arab on Radar,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fugazi,
The Five Americans,
Lightning Bolt,
The New Christs,
Bobby Sherman,
Yazoo,
Eve St. Jones,
Hot Snakes,
Thompson Twins,
Sugar Minott,
Das Ding,
Pylon,
LL Cool J,
Throbbing Gristle,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Y Pants,
Animal Collective,
Barry Ungar,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soft Machine,
Terry Callier,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sexual Harrassment,
Porter Ricks,
The Leaves,
The Monks,
Jacob Miller,
Television,
The Black Dice,
Ultimate Spinach,
Curtis Mayfield,
Audionom,
Matthew Halsall,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Excepter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DJ Sneak,
Don Cherry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chris & Cosey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vainqueur,
Desert Stars,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mars,
the Sonics,
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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.