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 Australia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Grey Daturas to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Icehouse,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rod Modell,
Henry Cow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool Moe Dee,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quando Quango,
Eric Copeland,
Max Romeo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Halsall,
Tears for Fears,
The Star Department,
Chris Corsano,
Sun City Girls,
Sparks,
Carl Craig,
Neu!,
Pere Ubu,
Buzzcocks,
Minnie Riperton,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Audionom,
Television Personalities,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Urselle,
Robert Wyatt,
Erykah Badu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Basic Channel,
The Mojo Men,
Mantronix,
Kayak,
Eurythmics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris & Cosey,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Mo-Dettes,
Desert Stars,
Black Flag,
Suburban Knight,
Zapp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Blackbyrds,
Siglo XX,
the Normal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delta 5,
Byron Stingily,
Nik Kershaw,
48th St. Collective,
The Barracudas,
Rakim,
Gabor Szabo,
Goldenarms,
Janne Schatter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.