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 Yemen and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 Ronan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Skarface,
Can,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yaz,
Joe Smooth,
Al Stewart,
The Fugs,
Amon Düül II,
Kas Product,
the Bar-Kays,
Darondo,
Procol Harum,
New York Dolls,
F. McDonald,
Dennis Brown,
The Trojans,
Don Cherry,
Flash Fearless,
Big Daddy Kane,
Spoonie Gee,
Jeff Mills,
Agent Orange,
Freddie Wadling,
Supertramp,
Trumans Water,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
CMW,
Pet Shop Boys,
Absolute Body Control,
Anakelly,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Avey Tare,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Invisible,
Sandy B,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tomorrow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mojo Men,
Moss Icon,
Tim Buckley,
Maleditus Sound,
Blake Baxter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Magma,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roxette,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
EPMD,
Lou Reed,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Symarip,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.