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 United Kingdom and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ultimate Spinach to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme 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?
cv313,
Junior Murvin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Moby Grape,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Vogues,
Terry Callier,
Con Funk Shun,
Cybotron,
Mandrill,
Porter Ricks,
Kurtis Blow,
The Stooges,
Susan Cadogan,
Average White Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minutemen,
Alison Limerick,
Eddi Front,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pantytec,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Misunderstood,
ABBA,
CMW,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June of 44,
The Selecter,
Cymande,
Lou Reed,
The Wake,
Basic Channel,
Hot Snakes,
Mark Hollis,
Crime,
kango's stein massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nas,
Glenn Branca,
Toni Rubio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Heaven 17,
LL Cool J,
Subhumans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
In Retrospect,
Janne Schatter,
Yellowson,
Chris Corsano,
Josef K,
Connie Case,
The Divine Comedy,
Khruangbin,
Bill Near,
Buzzcocks,
Pole,
Al Stewart,
L. Decosne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft.
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.