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 Grenada and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the punk 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Parry Music,
Gang Green,
Hasil Adkins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
June Days,
The Grass Roots,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soft Cell,
Guru Guru,
Q and Not U,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yazoo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Slick Rick,
Arab on Radar,
Fear,
The Smoke,
T. Rex,
Trumans Water,
Sun Ra,
Dead Boys,
World's Most,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Isaac Hayes,
La Düsseldorf,
Susan Cadogan,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Zeros,
Tears for Fears,
Accadde A,
The Trojans,
Eric Copeland,
Ohio Players,
The American Breed,
Alton Ellis,
Grauzone,
Nirvana,
Scion,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
David Bowie,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deakin,
Adolescents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sound,
The Young Rascals,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Pretty Things,
Qualms,
John Foxx,
Andrew Hill,
Excepter,
Barrington Levy,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Wyatt,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lucky Dragons,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.