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 Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 Dual Sessions to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Jandek,
Ronnie Foster,
Quando Quango,
Marmalade,
The Residents,
Blancmange,
Davy DMX,
Bush Tetras,
Andrew Hill,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
E-Dancer,
Bronski Beat,
Chris Corsano,
Joensuu 1685,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Young Rascals,
Al Stewart,
Bauhaus,
Yusef Lateef,
The Walker Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
Skarface,
Amon Düül II,
The Angels of Light,
LL Cool J,
Peter & Gordon,
R.M.O.,
Oneida,
Talk Talk,
Wire,
Nico,
Adolescents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roxy Music,
Procol Harum,
Anakelly,
June of 44,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ossler,
Heaven 17,
Terry Callier,
Country Teasers,
Quadrant,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gichy Dan,
The Wake,
Nick Fraelich,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Carl Craig,
Wasted Youth,
Moby Grape,
Qualms,
Theoretical Girls,
The Seeds,
Schoolly D,
Parry Music,
ABC,
Accadde A,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.