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 Egypt and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
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 chamberlin 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 Electric Prunes to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
June Days,
Electric Light Orchestra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ten City,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Interpol,
The Index,
Joe Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Warsaw,
Barrington Levy,
Roger Hodgson,
Soul Sonic Force,
R.M.O.,
The Monks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Vogues,
Simply Red,
Carl Craig,
Peter & Gordon,
Pagans,
John Cale,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aaron Thompson,
Easy Going,
The Motions,
Joey Negro,
Ornette Coleman,
Minutemen,
Josef K,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hot Snakes,
Gastr Del Sol,
MC5,
Tropical Tobacco,
New York Dolls,
Aswad,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Hood,
Faraquet,
Andrew Hill,
Joensuu 1685,
Moebius,
Letta Mbulu,
Smog,
Neu!,
kango's stein massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
EPMD,
Marvin Gaye,
The Neon Judgement,
The Slackers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Don Cherry,
Soulsonic Force,
Royal Trux,
Bad Manners,
Tubeway Army,
Eurythmics,
Organ,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.