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 Macedonia and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the rap 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chris Corsano,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Walker Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jeru the Damaja,
Swell Maps,
Pagans,
Hot Snakes,
Easy Going,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Smooth,
James White and The Blacks,
Main Source,
The Real Kids,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dawn Penn,
Alphaville,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cramps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sarah Menescal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marmalade,
Stockholm Monsters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-Ray Spex,
Sun City Girls,
Gang Green,
Amazonics,
Janne Schatter,
Matthew Bourne,
Anthony Braxton,
Sparks,
The United States of America,
Television Personalities,
Infiniti,
Aloha Tigers,
Warsaw,
Lou Reed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Busters,
Fluxion,
Altered Images,
Mr. Review,
Brand Nubian,
the Normal,
Judy Mowatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Japan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pierre Henry,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sound,
Crime,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Parry Music,
Darondo,
Duran Duran,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.