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 Georgia and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Fela Kuti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lakeside,
Rakim,
Franke,
CMW,
The Blackbyrds,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Halsall,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Slits,
Alison Limerick,
Iggy Pop,
Scratch Acid,
Roger Hodgson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Sonics,
The Barracudas,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Byrd,
Davy DMX,
PIL,
Outsiders,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Lynne,
Idris Muhammad,
48th St. Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eddi Front,
Jacob Miller,
Tears for Fears,
Blossom Toes,
X-101,
Rosa Yemen,
Bauhaus,
Essential Logic,
Barrington Levy,
Scientists,
DNA,
Loose Ends,
Rapeman,
Dawn Penn,
The Mojo Men,
The Angels of Light,
The Gun Club,
Lyres,
Soft Machine,
E-Dancer,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slave,
Lower 48,
Nils Olav,
Lalann,
Skaos,
The Techniques,
Boz Scaggs,
Negative Approach,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Electric Prunes,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.