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 Russia and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Jeff Mills,
CMW,
Zero Boys,
Eric Copeland,
Q and Not U,
The Techniques,
U.S. Maple,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Royal Trux,
The J.B.'s,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Trumans Water,
Nik Kershaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Davy DMX,
Scion,
Tubeway Army,
Harry Pussy,
Ultravox,
the Normal,
Deepchord,
Traffic Nightmare,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Magma,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Mojo Men,
The Leaves,
David Axelrod,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Residents,
Lucky Dragons,
Pussy Galore,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Los Fastidios,
Q65,
The Associates,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jerry's Kids,
Wally Richardson,
Khruangbin,
Mad Mike,
Cal Tjader,
Neu!,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
World's Most,
Kenny Larkin,
The Music Machine,
Minor Threat,
Sixth Finger,
Excepter,
Roy Ayers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Neil Young,
a-ha,
The Fugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Bourne,
Janne Schatter,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.