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 Kosovo and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin 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 techno 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Howard Jones,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Leaves,
La Düsseldorf,
The Zeros,
Suburban Knight,
London Community Gospel Choir,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The American Breed,
Avey Tare,
The Star Department,
Yusef Lateef,
Colin Newman,
Godley & Creme,
Charles Mingus,
Visage,
Sam Rivers,
Prince Buster,
The Monochrome Set,
Drexciya,
Pierre Henry,
Con Funk Shun,
Porter Ricks,
Soulsonic Force,
Warsaw,
The Sound,
Barrington Levy,
Wings,
Circle Jerks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Swans,
D'Angelo,
Negative Approach,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fatback Band,
Lalann,
The Cowsills,
Sister Nancy,
Quadrant,
48th St. Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nick Fraelich,
Bluetip,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Starr,
Buzzcocks,
The Doors,
Hasil Adkins,
Jawbox,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Liliput,
the Soft Cell,
Index,
B.T. Express,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Sheep,
Pulsallama,
Hardrive,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
UT,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.