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 Afghanistan and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Misunderstood to the funk 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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
James White and The Blacks,
The Toasters,
The Busters,
Roy Ayers,
Brand Nubian,
Kas Product,
Talk Talk,
Bootsy Collins,
The Standells,
the Germs,
Fluxion,
Black Moon,
Mission of Burma,
Joyce Sims,
Porter Ricks,
Gong,
Judy Mowatt,
Gabor Szabo,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flamin' Groovies,
Byron Stingily,
Kaleidoscope,
Godley & Creme,
Chris Corsano,
Moss Icon,
Babytalk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
The Knickerbockers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lungfish,
Subhumans,
Don Cherry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
The Fire Engines,
Section 25,
Ituana,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Michelle Simonal,
Symarip,
Joey Negro,
Yazoo,
The Fall,
Scan 7,
Parry Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boogie Down Productions,
Derrick Morgan,
The Invisible,
Con Funk Shun,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.