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 Japan and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bobby Byrd to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
The Monochrome Set,
Marmalade,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
AZ,
Heaven 17,
Soul II Soul,
Rod Modell,
Simply Red,
Eli Mardock,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Metal Thangz,
Whodini,
Gong,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Motorama,
The Star Department,
Harry Pussy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rekid,
Scion,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Blancmange,
Reuben Wilson,
A Certain Ratio,
Mandrill,
Zapp,
Barbara Tucker,
Todd Rundgren,
The Mummies,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
World's Most,
Outsiders,
The Sonics,
The Saints,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nick Fraelich,
Unrelated Segments,
Morten Harket,
The Shadows of Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roxy Music,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fela Kuti,
Accadde A,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Womack,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Talk Talk,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DJ Style,
The Mojo Men,
The Tremeloes,
The Electric Prunes,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.