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 Peru and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The American Breed to the grunge 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Smog,
Animal Collective,
Anakelly,
The Toasters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Buckinghams,
The Music Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Excepter,
X-102,
Cheater Slicks,
Make Up,
Brothers Johnson,
These Immortal Souls,
John Cale,
kango's stein massive,
Malaria!,
Kurtis Blow,
Crash Course in Science,
Neil Young,
F. McDonald,
David McCallum,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tomorrow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fear,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Move,
Q65,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Slits,
Gang Starr,
Eden Ahbez,
Massinfluence,
The Motions,
Public Enemy,
One Last Wish,
Dennis Brown,
Oblivians,
The Victims,
Cybotron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joe Finger,
The Shadows of Knight,
Schoolly D,
Amazonics,
Supertramp,
Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chrome,
Country Joe & The Fish,
ABBA,
The Fortunes,
Todd Rundgren,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Flag,
Harmonia,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.