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 Germany and from Mumbai.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Blues Magoos to the grunge 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Bobby Womack,
Todd Rundgren,
Freddie Wadling,
The Blues Magoos,
Crispy Ambulance,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
cv313,
Barclay James Harvest,
Visage,
Fela Kuti,
Schoolly D,
The Tremeloes,
Japan,
Duran Duran,
Section 25,
Wolf Eyes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ten City,
Jeru the Damaja,
Urselle,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radiohead,
The Vogues,
New Age Steppers,
Minnie Riperton,
Faust,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The United States of America,
The Selecter,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fire Engines,
Hoover,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pharoah Sanders,
Warsaw,
Vladislav Delay,
Quando Quango,
Buzzcocks,
Eli Mardock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Real Kids,
Monks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Danielle Patucci,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Heaven 17,
Sister Nancy,
Bush Tetras,
Dennis Brown,
Animal Collective,
Crispian St. Peters,
The J.B.'s,
H. Thieme,
Yellowson,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.