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 Bahamas and from Manchester.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Evens to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
The Electric Prunes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television Personalities,
Spandau Ballet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Neil Young,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Harmonia,
Wings,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultra Naté,
Barry Ungar,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funkadelic,
Young Marble Giants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Todd Rundgren,
The Martian,
Desert Stars,
Byron Stingily,
Nick Fraelich,
Nik Kershaw,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crispian St. Peters,
Accadde A,
Basic Channel,
Banda Bassotti,
Ronnie Foster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Leaves,
Lucky Dragons,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sight & Sound,
Sällskapet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Second Layer,
Eric Dolphy,
Sonic Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Saccharine Trust,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moss Icon,
10cc,
Metal Thangz,
Animal Collective,
Schoolly D,
The Saints,
The Moody Blues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Walker Brothers,
Grey Daturas,
Eurythmics,
Swans,
Junior Murvin,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.