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 New Zealand and from Woodstock.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grunge 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
DJ Style,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
The Moleskins,
Josef K,
The Velvet Underground,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
Public Enemy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Axelrod,
Jacob Miller,
Simply Red,
Piero Umiliani,
The Golliwogs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Lydon,
The Trojans,
Rosa Yemen,
Hardrive,
Ice-T,
Nirvana,
The Residents,
Underground Resistance,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fugs,
Flash Fearless,
Boz Scaggs,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Mills,
The Shadows of Knight,
T. Rex,
Danielle Patucci,
The Electric Prunes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
E-Dancer,
Spoonie Gee,
New York Dolls,
Chris & Cosey,
X-Ray Spex,
Throbbing Gristle,
Godley & Creme,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
F. McDonald,
FM Einheit,
Country Teasers,
Ronnie Foster,
The Busters,
Brick,
Dead Boys,
Sällskapet,
Steve Hackett,
Isaac Hayes,
Talk Talk,
Idris Muhammad,
X-101,
Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox, Jawbox.
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.