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 Morocco and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Guru Guru to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Animal Collective,
Gastr Del Sol,
David Axelrod,
Franke,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Archie Shepp,
Delta 5,
Gang Starr,
The Smoke,
Radiohead,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultra Naté,
Los Fastidios,
Vainqueur,
Accadde A,
Sparks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Leaves,
Bobby Sherman,
The Young Rascals,
a-ha,
The Modern Lovers,
Reuben Wilson,
Minny Pops,
Anthony Braxton,
Ludus,
The Offenders,
Bluetip,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fela Kuti,
Black Pus,
The Mummies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
Fugazi,
Talk Talk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lyres,
Massinfluence,
Hoover,
Sarah Menescal,
Steve Hackett,
Deepchord,
Pere Ubu,
John Coltrane,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fall,
Isaac Hayes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Maurizio,
The Index,
Eric Copeland,
Sonny Sharrock,
X-Ray Spex,
Heaven 17,
Sonic Youth,
Amazonics,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.