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 Lithuania and from Edmonton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mission of Burma to the disco 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Anakelly,
Schoolly D,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ronan,
Section 25,
Little Man,
The Fall,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cameo,
Tres Demented,
John Lydon,
X-101,
Dorothy Ashby,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eddi Front,
Youth Brigade,
Harry Pussy,
Cal Tjader,
Newcleus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Guru Guru,
Quadrant,
Eli Mardock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lightning Bolt,
Moebius,
Au Pairs,
Connie Case,
Grey Daturas,
Visage,
Roy Ayers,
Howard Jones,
Young Marble Giants,
Flash Fearless,
The Young Rascals,
Soul Sonic Force,
Q and Not U,
Sonic Youth,
Popol Vuh,
Frankie Knuckles,
Minny Pops,
Sonny Sharrock,
Porter Ricks,
Fugazi,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Associates,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Swans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Flipper,
The Five Americans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.