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 East Timor and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb 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 Pylon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cal Tjader,
Boz Scaggs,
The Techniques,
Mo-Dettes,
Outsiders,
Sun Ra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crooked Eye,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Pus,
Whodini,
Man Parrish,
Jeff Lynne,
Glenn Branca,
Porter Ricks,
John Coltrane,
Eric B and Rakim,
K-Klass,
Crime,
10cc,
U.S. Maple,
Blossom Toes,
The Happenings,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mr. Review,
Peter and Kerry,
Aloha Tigers,
Iggy Pop,
Scion,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Liliput,
Prince Buster,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-102,
Basic Channel,
Quadrant,
Scan 7,
Agitation Free,
Nick Fraelich,
Josef K,
Scientists,
X-101,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eve St. Jones,
Alice Coltrane,
Supertramp,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crispy Ambulance,
Laurel Aitken,
EPMD,
Oneida,
the Association,
Scrapy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.