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 Indonesia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Moebius to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Yaz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Johnny Clarke,
Stetsasonic,
Ludus,
Crash Course in Science,
Porter Ricks,
Duran Duran,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Saints,
Second Layer,
World's Most,
Harry Pussy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flash Fearless,
Pierre Henry,
AZ,
Ronnie Foster,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sarah Menescal,
Funky Four + One,
Sandy B,
LL Cool J,
Gregory Isaacs,
H. Thieme,
Nation of Ulysses,
Unrelated Segments,
Mr. Review,
The Gun Club,
Yusef Lateef,
Brick,
These Immortal Souls,
Alphaville,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blossom Toes,
Jandek,
Livin' Joy,
The Grass Roots,
Peter and Kerry,
Nirvana,
Sun City Girls,
Mark Hollis,
The Names,
kango's stein massive,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Shadows of Knight,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Red Krayola,
Gichy Dan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.