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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the rock 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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Country Teasers,
Whodini,
Zapp,
Heaven 17,
Con Funk Shun,
Mark Hollis,
Drexciya,
Letta Mbulu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Echospace,
Terry Callier,
Main Source,
China Crisis,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oneida,
Marc Almond,
Black Sheep,
Shoche,
Soulsonic Force,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare,
The Saints,
Rekid,
Robert Hood,
Sun City Girls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pole,
Khruangbin,
Harpers Bizarre,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Basic Channel,
Danielle Patucci,
Symarip,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
E-Dancer,
Sam Rivers,
Pierre Henry,
Faraquet,
The Beau Brummels,
Arab on Radar,
Vainqueur,
Grauzone,
Black Moon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crooked Eye,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cluster,
Albert Ayler,
The Flesh Eaters,
Japan,
The Barracudas,
New Age Steppers,
Unwound,
DJ Style,
Ice-T,
Cymande,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.