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 San Marino and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 MDC to the grunge 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yazoo,
John Cale,
Ornette Coleman,
John Lydon,
The Busters,
Joensuu 1685,
Brothers Johnson,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
T. Rex,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Organ,
Judy Mowatt,
The Names,
Mission of Burma,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Niagra,
Cybotron,
Alphaville,
Amon Düül II,
Basic Channel,
Moss Icon,
Oneida,
Infiniti,
Glenn Branca,
Talk Talk,
The Invisible,
Dawn Penn,
X-102,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sun Ra,
The Human League,
Gang of Four,
Bootsy Collins,
Flipper,
Drexciya,
China Crisis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Litter,
The Evens,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skarface,
Scan 7,
Metal Thangz,
Sugar Minott,
Hasil Adkins,
Anthony Braxton,
Supertramp,
Eric Copeland,
DJ Sneak,
La Düsseldorf,
Duran Duran,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fugs,
Scion,
Chrome,
10cc,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.