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 Iceland and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Franke to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Underground Resistance,
K-Klass,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tommy Roe,
The Durutti Column,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lakeside,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Charles Mingus,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare,
The Kinks,
The Zeros,
FM Einheit,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cure,
Banda Bassotti,
Pulsallama,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grauzone,
Duran Duran,
The Standells,
The Fall,
Andrew Hill,
Flipper,
Delta 5,
Intrusion,
Funky Four + One,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Au Pairs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Mojo Men,
The Move,
Agitation Free,
Gang of Four,
Sister Nancy,
AZ,
Traffic Nightmare,
Suburban Knight,
The Trojans,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aural Exciters,
Marc Almond,
Bad Manners,
Vladislav Delay,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Deakin,
Zapp,
Sun Ra,
The Monks,
Donny Hathaway,
Lower 48,
Dennis Brown,
Barry Ungar,
Freddie Wadling,
Symarip,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.