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 Sri Lanka and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lakeside to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Model 500,
Altered Images,
The Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Avey Tare,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Darondo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Standells,
Massinfluence,
Sandy B,
Man Parrish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Matthew Halsall,
Howard Jones,
Kool Moe Dee,
Connie Case,
Tommy Roe,
Joensuu 1685,
the Soft Cell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Suburban Knight,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ronnie Foster,
Ituana,
Young Marble Giants,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erasure,
Eric Copeland,
Excepter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Erykah Badu,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Livin' Joy,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Zeros,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
London Community Gospel Choir,
cv313,
The Blackbyrds,
Bill Near,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Iggy Pop,
Trumans Water,
Sparks,
Brothers Johnson,
the Normal,
Carl Craig,
Nils Olav,
Saccharine Trust,
Animal Collective,
The Gladiators,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
X-102,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.