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 Thailand and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Barrington Levy to the electroclash 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Jerry's Kids,
Eve St. Jones,
Newcleus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultravox,
Alice Coltrane,
Nirvana,
PIL,
Skriet,
The Blackbyrds,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Happenings,
Peter and Kerry,
Quantec,
cv313,
Soft Machine,
Judy Mowatt,
the Normal,
MC5,
The Star Department,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Television Personalities,
Pantytec,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minor Threat,
Accadde A,
Max Romeo,
The Real Kids,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barbara Tucker,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Royal Trux,
Donny Hathaway,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Sonics,
Panda Bear,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Al Stewart,
The Tremeloes,
Theoretical Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Public Enemy,
Index,
Joe Smooth,
Main Source,
The Fall,
Prince Buster,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Lydon,
Isaac Hayes,
Supertramp,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gladiators,
Von Mondo,
Schoolly D,
La Düsseldorf,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.