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 Kuwait and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Severed Heads to the crunk 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Banda Bassotti,
Camouflage,
The Associates,
The Real Kids,
Max Romeo,
One Last Wish,
Gang Starr,
The Move,
Brass Construction,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Connie Case,
Byron Stingily,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Christie,
Intrusion,
Chris Corsano,
Unwound,
E-Dancer,
Television Personalities,
The Gap Band,
The Offenders,
Janne Schatter,
Cameo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ten City,
Gichy Dan,
Scrapy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pylon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Teasers,
Suburban Knight,
John Holt,
Con Funk Shun,
Mad Mike,
Little Man,
Danielle Patucci,
Monks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brick,
Bill Near,
Dennis Brown,
Flash Fearless,
Oneida,
The Standells,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Busters,
Parry Music,
Suicide,
The Electric Prunes,
The Angels of Light,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yellowson,
Tears for Fears,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.