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 Poland and from London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
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 linndrum 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Clarke,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Oneida,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fuzztones,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Drexciya,
Roger Hodgson,
Marc Almond,
The Slackers,
UT,
Bluetip,
Neu!,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Enemy,
Brand Nubian,
The Happenings,
Franke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rekid,
Banda Bassotti,
Ten City,
Fluxion,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Starr,
Amon Düül II,
Tears for Fears,
Jacques Brel,
Eve St. Jones,
Swell Maps,
Icehouse,
Amazonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Shuggie Otis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dead C,
Schoolly D,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oblivians,
Nik Kershaw,
Shoche,
The Wake,
Nirvana,
Alton Ellis,
Carl Craig,
Joensuu 1685,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hardrive,
Slick Rick,
Scion,
CMW,
Jandek,
Hashim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bauhaus,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.