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 London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 London Community Gospel Choir to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
E-Dancer,
Franke,
Ohio Players,
Tom Boy,
China Crisis,
Harry Pussy,
Ludus,
The Toasters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
a-ha,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cymande,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Popol Vuh,
Morten Harket,
The Angels of Light,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bill Wells,
Godley & Creme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Durutti Column,
The Martian,
New Order,
Toni Rubio,
Matthew Bourne,
Faraquet,
Brick,
Rod Modell,
Main Source,
Reuben Wilson,
Mission of Burma,
Warsaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
ABBA,
Camberwell Now,
The Birthday Party,
Minutemen,
Black Pus,
The Electric Prunes,
Los Fastidios,
the Soft Cell,
Bluetip,
Maleditus Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Todd Rundgren,
Thee Headcoats,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funkadelic,
The Stooges,
World's Most,
Bush Tetras,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.