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 Suriname and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Amon Düül to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The Raincoats,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funkadelic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Reagan Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
Goldenarms,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Moody Blues,
Mission of Burma,
MDC,
Sex Pistols,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Drive Like Jehu,
L. Decosne,
The Modern Lovers,
Eden Ahbez,
Absolute Body Control,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Accadde A,
Rufus Thomas,
Swans,
MC5,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Pus,
Erykah Badu,
Lower 48,
Barrington Levy,
Jeff Mills,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Grass Roots,
Black Sheep,
Slick Rick,
Fluxion,
Cal Tjader,
Agitation Free,
The Beau Brummels,
Glambeats Corp.,
Organ,
Barry Ungar,
Bluetip,
Bauhaus,
Scratch Acid,
cv313,
Soulsonic Force,
Aural Exciters,
Vainqueur,
The Smiths,
Idris Muhammad,
Icehouse,
The Skatalites,
Franke,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lyres,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
CMW,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.