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 Kyrgyzstan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Robert Palmer 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 Spandau Ballet to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Leaves,
Reagan Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Faraquet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Buckinghams,
Rufus Thomas,
Janne Schatter,
Jerry's Kids,
Animal Collective,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Banda Bassotti,
The Barracudas,
Josef K,
Massinfluence,
Absolute Body Control,
Chrome,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hasil Adkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
AZ,
Babytalk,
Lalann,
The Remains,
FM Einheit,
Minny Pops,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joey Negro,
Moss Icon,
Rakim,
Morten Harket,
Niagra,
Darondo,
Max Romeo,
Blake Baxter,
Tim Buckley,
Barry Ungar,
Steve Hackett,
Joe Smooth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roxy Music,
Flash Fearless,
Harry Pussy,
The Count Five,
Ten City,
Pagans,
Glenn Branca,
Man Parrish,
Arthur Verocai,
Piero Umiliani,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Electric Prunes,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.