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 Latvia and from Manchester.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Blake Baxter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amon Düül,
June of 44,
Quantec,
the Bar-Kays,
Joyce Sims,
Anthony Braxton,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sex Pistols,
Yazoo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deakin,
The Seeds,
Susan Cadogan,
The Zeros,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jeru the Damaja,
Byron Stingily,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wasted Youth,
The Red Krayola,
Idris Muhammad,
Ice-T,
The Cowsills,
Prince Buster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tropical Tobacco,
Guru Guru,
The Music Machine,
Avey Tare,
Sexual Harrassment,
Yaz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Monolake,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Half Japanese,
Japan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Lydon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brand Nubian,
T. Rex,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Clarke,
Colin Newman,
Pole,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mary Jane Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Young Rascals,
Subhumans,
Kaleidoscope,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.